I go on calling, I don't get a reaction;
What a severe heart, so stern a heart!
Sometimes You come close, else remote You grin;
Such a cosmic sport, oh such affectation!
To dance-beat You float on high;
In rows of waves upon my ocean-tide.
A life of dangling on the coast, on the shoreline;
The tale Your sweetness reports!
You are in every age, at every season You abide;
With memories gone missing, with fate of bad times.
In presence and in dearth, at bedrock of all entire
Blended stays Your stream of love.
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I know that ever You accompany.
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