Today why do you kindle light;
By moonlight the world is filled.
With delight the moon's smile
Plays a flute, dripping ambrosia.
A flower goes not near to anyone;
Around her dances everyone.
If she looks at someone,
She but says: To me surrender.
Of this springtime, there's no likeness;
In a dream, heaven and hell are knit.
Due to the One many awaken;
Love's flow is exhausted.
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Knowing-or-unknowingly we dance at His call.
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