(1334) Tumi kon sudurer balaka
You, a crane of somewhere far away,
To this land you came.
A golden crown upon your head,
Wings you did spread.
On the bank of a lake under shade of a tree,
Or on a slow-sweet, cold breeze,
What is that country's dappled dream
You did etch in mind only?
The hill is filled with light of day,
Love's glow upon its face...
Along its side and nigh embrace
You did make a dwelling place.
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In Him opposites meet... every paradox is resolved.
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