What sort of king are You, does anybody perceive?
There is neither minister nor army;
With work always You've stayed engaged or thinking.
Sleeping or awake, in thinking or in dreaming,
With a ringing or a tinkling sound You're alert constantly.
There's no boundary of knowledge, no measure of mind-state;
Through song You have been engrossed in the light's melody.
Day and night, You keep company with everybody,
Singly and jointly, in cadence and in mode of melody.
When I go on pondering, I don't find any bank;
Hey Dearest Darling, You dance alone, solitary.
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Wednesday, June 4, 2025
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I know You rule; it's Your manner I don't see.
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