Hidden, You go on working,
Storing up no expectation.
You keep playing hide-and-seek,
Observing those searching for Thee.
Garbed in light, You stay darkened;
Mid the new moon, luster boundless.
Bridge between two banks, life and death,
Yourself, You make concealed.
You are the hope of a despondent heart,
At nighttime's end, a colored dawn.
Way You show to one whose path is lost,
Having strewn love everywhere.
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His instructions reveal my direction, but will He appear at the destination?
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