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If You'd come not, oh my Beloved, | |||
This birth would have gone for naught. | |||
In heavens, storm-clouds had appeared; | |||
Without raining, they'd amount to nothing. | |||
In | At my door the Unknown Traveler had come; | ||
Singing a song of love, He then went off. | |||
In my keeping the fond memory that He left, | |||
It will be offered back beneath His altar. | |||
Though deceased, still now the luster abides; | |||
The love of my life has become bright. | |||
With unstinting reverence, conviction has sung: | |||
This my [[sadhana]], it will surely triumph. | |||
</poem> | </poem> | ||
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