One Unknown Pilgrim, He had come,
Giving mind a swing.
With lips He'd beamed a sweet grin;
The reason not briefed.
Over an age I'd waited, watching street;
Much belated You fulfilled my longing.
So much moonlight has transpired weeping
In a heart struck by grief.
Blooms have dropped, full of honeyed scent;
Many a world has danced in love's excitement.
Whereto have they gotten lost at present,
Having sung a song to me?
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Monday, July 1, 2024
Long ago why did You entice me?
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Had You done so much more recently, might it have spared great misery?
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