This blue uncovered sky
is there as it is
given by you at that hours
of beginning, O beginningless.
I am happy, I have nothing to solicit.
The sky is happy, I have seen
Nowhere to go at any time.
Let me express my language of hearts,
Let me delete the absolute that is
so rising within me towards the sky.
I know, no artist is there like you
on this earth who can make a sky so lovely
with nothing. I know how much I am searching
You day and nights here there with the sky.
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