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Lord of the Universe, Lord of Effulgence... | |||
In my heart please let me hold You. | |||
Wasteland You make lush and green, | |||
Darkness and gloom, light-exuding. | |||
Your desired work I did not do; | |||
Along Your path I could not move. | |||
I have journeyed, begging unearned mercy, | |||
Oh my Gracious One, honey-replete. | |||
In the pitch-dark heart that is of me, | |||
On rosy feet will You be felt severe. | |||
But with Your touch, in an instant, in a wink, | |||
That will turn tender, nectar-dripping. | |||
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