Be pure absence
The narcissus eye is blind
You have travelled
Far and distant
Meadows, valleys, bazaars
Taverns, visited harems.
In this vast, unending absence;
Like the fabled musk deer, -Kastoori
Who searches the whole world
Over. The source of the scent
Comes from itself.
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