With temperate air neath twilight's welkin,
At my mind, Who are You that came in?
I could not identify, I could not realize
For what reason... I could not fathom it.
With respect to myself I'd become inattentive;
Hidden was guarded my every blemish.
All my feelings I see that You perceive;
Everything is in range of Your notice.[1]
I understood that nothing gets concealed;
Secret thoughts move on unto Your ear.
In the realm of everyone, both inner and outer,
You've remained, at mind's pleasure garden.
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Thursday, January 6, 2022
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Blissfully, He is all-pervasive.
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