In search of life's source,
I roam about, I ramble.
With just one entity; in fruit, flower, and leaf,
I behold the essence.
Anything fine that has stayed in life,
And what is ebony, whatever is vile...
In common they emanate from the one light;
Love of the only One I witness.
Exuded by the One is ample Divine Play;
In only one compilation is many a game.
From just one Soul hundreds of adages sail;
It is the nectar of just that pollen.
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A single thread underlies.
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