On azure sky yon flight of geese,
Having rose, it goes to which unknown place?
Chasing that, mind races, solitary;
Where's the nest, no sight does it obtain.
In light and darkness it's concealed–
This cozy abode, always ideation-smeared.
Under the tow of love flutter wings;
They find the right address, having chased.
After spreading wings of action and knowledge,
They go to devotion's target.
Contemplating that, all else forgotten,
He concedes, the Formless One in divine play.
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Actively and knowingly seek with love, and the Supreme you'll obtain.
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