On this same forest avenue, amid a floral magic,
Having come in person, to me You surrendered.
The words You told, what You did teach,
That I've retained on memory's fabric.
I can't forget that day's occasion
And that same vital force, laminating with affection.
Going back over the memory amid flowers of psyche,
I sweeten it with love.
At the very core of me I have found Thee;
So many days I've sought in vain externally!
Alone in private, at mind's place hard to reach,
I've achieved all aspiration.
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Through memory I am set free.
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