How many stars are there,
Count, O children and
While counting, be fair.
You are the container of truth,
...
Take aggregate of
your actions, my dear,
and take a note
nothing is there
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Concentrate your mind,
where it should be concentrated.
Employ your senses,
where they should be employed.
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It is inter-mixture,
It is nature,
You are the deviator,
And I am the silent spectator.
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That has a meaning,
What you have said
My dear poet.
Only needs is
...
If you are so able,
See the beginning and
the end and say
where you are at this time.
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See me, air is within me,
Air is also outside me,
And yet, I am
more than air.
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O my dear poet, listen there, listen here,
I know you are rising all around.
You are rising on the earth,
You are rising in the sky,
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You live in my joys
I live in your glooms.
Give me your glooms,
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