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O lord,  
Twixt You and me the first vision,
in what distant past were we introduced to one another?  
In what ancient time was it?
Neither is there any account nor record of it in history.
In history it is not writ,
This event has neither been sketched in geometry
Nor is it in mathematics.
nor written down with a pen.
There is no painting of it on neither a container nor on a cloth
by whatsoever brush.  


When i was lost,  
In geometry it is not etched,
You lifted me,
Nor is it drawn with a pen.
through melody and rhythm,  
On earthen pot or painted canvas, those lines,
unto a deep corner of your mind.
They don't rise into sight.
 
Long before, when I've gone lost,
You did lift me up
Inside Your mind, a deep interior,
Through prosody and song.
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