I was seeking union with my origin;
My seeking proved to me at last...
...to be my unconsciousness;
I was seeking what was my origin...
...I saw what has no beginning and...
...ending, is the proof of myself;
I was looking to the right and the left...
...so as to see the face of my Beloved;
I was searching inside and outside...
...to see the face of my beloved;
I saw there was no other to be seen...
...I was searching only myself.
MyKoul
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