You don't come, not a word You utter;
This is love? Surely, it wasn't!
You don't hear, pain do not fathom;
How it is intelligence, I fail to discern.
Inwardly, You are with me,
But I never get to see.
You are hearing, all-pervading,
But talk not... what avail hidden?
Eye having kept to eye,
Is it You cannot advise?
There's not much more time;
Worship of Thee, will it be accomplished?
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I cannot conceive why You don't come before me.
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