How I am telling in so many mouths
How I am listening in so many ears
How I am seeing in my so many eyes
I am working in so many hands
I am going on so many legs
And I am decorating myself with
So many dresses that are made
Out of mud and earth
I am taking garlands garments
Scents wondrous brilliant
How all are here with me
I can not say you at this moment
You just wait and wait
Till I am absent.
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