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O lord, you were facetoface but got hidden behind.
You had been front and center, but You hid behind a screen;
Have you forgotten me? what is your divine game
Did You go off and lose sight of me?
with my heart, why the soft you became hard? you
Such is Your Cosmic Game, a sport with the heart!
were in the form of honey in the core of flower,
Tender One, why did You become severe?
but became burning like lightning and thunder.
 
Into the thunderous expression of dismay or
Inside the flower bud You had been in shape of spring;
frightening roar, affection floated away and the
With anguish about thunderbolts, You became a ghastly heat.
pollen became stone. i have known now your
Upon lightning's thunderclap, affection went a-sailing,
introduction, your work is not pertaining to hardness,
The pollen having become stonelike, unfeeling.
you will become soft and sweetness filled again and
 
smile in the core of heart with melody and rhythm.
Now Your particulars I have conceived;
Staying hardhearted, it is not Your thing.
Once more You'll be tender, You will be full of honey;
You will smile at heart's core with melody and beat.
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