At gloomy dark's inside,
With light-stream You arrived.
I didn't recognize, I could not know
To me You were so kind.
Ever gazing at the path, a bloom fell;
Always singing, the bird slept.
I knew not, I could not follow
Where You hid and why.
Eyes opened, I took note;
What's this: Near and far, it's You alone.
By moonlight, such ambrosia, the desert
To the lees You did provide.
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Now I start to realize.
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