Maria!
The steps of mine, the glimpse
of mine
Lay in your way, wherever you live in, so dwell well.
Lurking like you are somewhere in me, like a pollen
In the flower, through your breath, is my reverence.
Except your eyes, what lies in the
universe,
Who withstands with me except
your thanks,
I feel your glimpse and shines
from the
Thousand miles, you lay in the laments, you lay
In the smiles, out of time, out of space.
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