What had been the magic in a Rangoon-creeper mind?
Knows that not a person.
What tale did she tell regarding rays of moonlight?
Lunar digits she had fathomed.
She had told: "Everybody moves in this Creation;
All come and go off, none impedes anyone.
Upon everybody emanates Providential love,
Like a crimson light lustrous."
Yet more she'd told: "There is only one Who is Dearest of all,
The smiling, pure, well-intending, Cosmic Source.
He is the ever-unseen splendor, His alone the Love Supreme;
He is dazzling every second."
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This mundane universe is a fragrant, ever-changing product of His love.
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