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Come, Master, into my shrine | |||
With Your summons to the light; | |||
I call on You with artless mind. | |||
By Your light a lamp was lit | |||
That I've maintained in secret; | |||
None else will ever know of it. | |||
The sky and stars, of course they know, | |||
As do the ocean's river-flows. | |||
The love twixt devotee and Lord, | |||
It's known all over the world. | |||
Bundles of moonlight say smilingly: | |||
"Master, I'm in love with Thee." | |||
Particles of flower pollen | |||
And molecules of psyche... | |||
Everybody's love, everyone's heartsong | |||
Emerges from the song that's Yours. | |||
" | Such love-tales are common knowledge | ||
For all who've lived in the world; | |||
But no one else will know. | |||
will | |||
</poem> | </poem> | ||
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