In this floral garden attractive,
You are the honeyed magnolia.
Day and night I cherish;
Steadfast, I stay observant.
On the wind Your pollen drifts
Unto yon cerulean, the great welkin.
You arise revealed on a mind attachment-filled,
Hey the golden flower-garden.
There is nothing You don't give to this world:
Paternal affection with a love maternal.
On planets and meteors, in the stars of nebula,
Your glitter I discover.
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Subtle though You be, You are hard to miss.
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