One day the sun reprimanded a Yogi,
I am not a body that you could see in the clear sky,
You have gone out of your head,
How can you bear my Infinite Incandescence,
That has blinded billion Yogis' eyes?
Yes, you can see my astonishing light,
If you could open your heart's eyes, and see:
The astonishing light on your being,
That is certainly mine!
Mykoul
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