I remember only Thee;
To You alone in thinking I cling.
Why don't You arrive adjacent,
Oh my ruthless Lord Supreme?
My days come and vanish,
Rotating in vain upon an axle.
Absent You, survival is at risk;
A pitcher I infuse with venom deadly.
Day's lustrous rays and magic of moonlight;
A floral garden and a cooling shadow mild...
Lose worth all things of mine;
Yourself alongside, no equal is there.
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When will You come to me?
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