Thursday, April 21, 2022

By seeking

(2242)  Eso tumi raune rupe

Come You with colored beauty
Into every particle of my psyche.
How I've been wandering in search of Thee,
Throughout life, from country to country!

Yourself I did not get anywhere far away;
Close by as well I view, yet I don't attain.
At holy sites in a forest or a mountain range,
Not having found You, in solitude I weep.

At a glance I see that in psyche You reside;
You have been growing a flower in the mind.
On a mental bud with a bunch of honey,
You are grinning, seated imperceptibly.

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1 comment:

  1. My tears of frustration water the flower He is cultivating.