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O lord,
Lord, Your story,
when i try to describe you,
As there's never a close,
it never ends.
Whenever I speak, thereon I see:
However much is told,
As much is spoke, that much is untold.
even more is yet to tell.


Your mark is found in the galaxies of distant skies
The nebulae of the distant sky,
and also in each minute pore.
In their every rift, there too You are writ.
As much as Your message celestial,
It does descend, still I don't comprehend.
With folded hands I stand gazing,
A stream of tears flowing quietly.


Your messages
In the dungeons of hell
I fail to understand,
Mid honey-coated resin scents,
so with folded palms
Or with harpstrings resounding
I keep weeping silently.
On moonlit nights intoxicating,
 
Still, many tales and many pains,
In the deep dungeons of hell;
For endless time, mute they remain.
coiled in sweet plumes of incense,
in resonating viina strings,
amidst intoxicating moonlit nights
innumerable feelings and agonies
remain unspoken for eternity.
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