For You I have a fondness;
That, don't You know it?
You know it not!
Lonesome, in notion and meditation, I desire;
That, don't You grasp it– You fathom not.
You are everybody's gem of diadem,
The diamond mine of a dismal planet.
Constantly I listen to Your chronicles;
That, don't You hear it– You listen not!
Neath stormy winds with falling ice,
Ever with me You abide.
Your thunderbolt's a friend of mine;
That, don't You recognize– You heed it not!
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Help me to see through this abandonment delusion.
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