Like a smiling jui jasmine on a moonlit night,
Upon the lustrous chariot, Who are You that arrived?
In my company at a lonesome site,
Through this game of hide-and-seek, why did You take delight?
I don't have any possessions,
In exchange for which to get Your love.
What You've given please accept, and look in my direction;
Leaving me alone and helpless, please don't retire.
For many an age is Your multicolored sport,
A game sometimes gloomy and occasionally luminous.
Saying You love, You come with diverse wiles;
But never do You keep me flung far aside.
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Monday, February 10, 2025
You abide
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Lord, ever You are in my life, even if sometimes You hide or leave me in exile.
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