He had been the welcome guest, ignoring date;
He went off without informing.
He came on what pretext, saying what did He leave;
How has that been done to me?
Today too His hue I view upon grove of psyche;
In both sky and air, every moment I seek.
Asleep, awake, and deep in dream,
For Him I go on searching, ever looking.
Oh the Unseen Soul, a treasure hard to gauge,
I had been receiving the ocean-spray.
Forgetting that it's my own, I'd kept discarding,
Farther and farther withdrawing.
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Whatever He gives, whenever it comes, always embrace.
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