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You can never be grasped by erudition or intellect. | You can never be grasped by erudition or intellect. | ||
My limitation, the boundaries innate to being born, | |||
Beyond that limitation, I cannot think at all. | |||
Beyond that limitation, You are endless and original; | |||
Contemplating You, in You I get diffused. | |||
The casket of my mind, like the stamen of screwpine,{{#tag:ref|The [[:wikipedia:Pandanus utilis|screwpine]] is a palm-like tree with a drooping appearance. It is native to the tropics and subtropics. The tree is [[:wikipedia:Dioecy|dioecious]] in nature, that is, the male and female flowers grow on separate trees. Male flowers are tiny, white, and very shortlived; but they are highly valued for their fragrance. Those flowers are harvested (primarily in [[:wikipedia:Odisha|Orissa]]) early in the morning, because the fragrance is lost soon after the flower opens. For more information see [http://gernot-katzers-spice-pages.com/engl/Pand_odo.html here].|group="nb"}} | |||
The casket of my mind, | Rushes toward You, bearing everyone alongside. | ||
Rushes | |||
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