Whom thou with thy grace,
Lovingly embrace, ,
And let the truth to flow,
He alone can know.
The room where the flute of poison,
Finds no ring for desire’s note,
Thou inflame the heart with fervor divine,
And let him see you with your light illumine.
How one can know you
With wealth, intellect, ego,
For they stand as bar,
And to you let them not go.
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