You are fountain of love and light,
To me a holy bright,
The sun would rise, and pass the night
.
You have fallen in love for the first time,
With your purer mind, tinged -heart and soul,
...So you wish to recede from your previous goal.
Now you are two folds,
One is mine, the other is gold.
One is the body of flesh and bone,
Other is the Atman, the hidden photon.
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