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Today | Blows a wind slow and sweet; | ||
With | Today for whose sake, do say, for whose sake. | ||
With many hues billowing, | |||
For Whom is my mind awake? | |||
That Pilgrim has shaken the mind; | |||
Every moment that Pilgrim excites. | |||
Wishing Him near, finding Him in one's life, | |||
In every psyche that's devoted is this desire. | |||
That Pilgrim never craves a thing; | |||
Not a thing just-for-show that Pilgrim receives. | |||
He holds us dear, He rids the gloomy ebony; | |||
Mind races toward Him only, giving up everything. | |||
</poem> | </poem> | ||
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