It doesn't have to be this way

(3274) Tumi kothay ami kothay

Where are You, and where am I...
Why amid obstruction's sea?
To You I call through stream from eyes;
A row of waves that cry conceals.

My very own, You belong to me;
To Your cadence is my being.
On a cosmic lute Your melody
Makes forget distinction twixt friend and enemy.

I desire nothing in Your presence;
Mind simply begs this kindness:
In my thoughts You please dwell
At each watch^[1] in attire charming.

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