(65) Kache ele bale gele na
You came close but did not say
Who You are, Lord— Who are You?
Everything is on account of love,
But that does not explain who I am.
The flower blossoming in the garden—
She knows not who she is.
In the magic of music, the mind dances;
She knows not why she dances.
With the moon's brightness, the tide rises;
The moon knows not why it approaches.
In this universal sport, You provide yearnings;
But who are You, Lord, day and night?
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Brilliant poetic imagery to illustrate quandary that science can never resolve.
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