With You my acquaintance,
When first it had been,
That is not today!
The year and day I've forgotten;
But shyness and fear, they have waned.
From the fountain of which Unknown Entity,
Had I risen, floating on a thought-stream?
That Strange Being alone, it is You, Lord;
Most assuredly, I have understood the same.
Even still I'm traveling to the Mystery;
Through cadence and song You are calling.
The end of all knowledge is within Thee,
Hey, the Embodiment of Consciousness, beyond shape.
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If there is a when, it can't be then.
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