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Lord, boundless is Your divine sport; | |||
who can fathom | With intellect, who can fathom it? | ||
You exist in both form and formless, | |||
Within and around everyone. | |||
In the deep of the blue sea, | |||
In the white snow on mountain peak— | |||
Whatever I do or don't espy, | |||
All is held inside Your mind. | |||
The pore-free bitumen, | |||
The cycle of all seasons— | |||
That which I do or don't conceive— | |||
You include each and every thing. | |||
The | |||
You | |||
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