There is a firmament in every sand
There is afirmament in every piece of rock
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There is a beauty born from the calyx of ugliness
Whose eyes are cauldrons of deceit
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Buddha roared like a lion
and thundered upon the world
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The dance I feel at my heart-lubdub
The dance i feel in my throbbing brain
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We brag that India is the land of sages and saints
They retired from the world enamoured of divine colloquy
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Dullness! I am your devotee
You dispel the darkness of enlightenment
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The electric fan rotates
The wheels of the cycle rotate
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