Unfulfilled longing

Forever singing

And beating in my heart!

O pure rapture!

Sweet melodies surging

And wafting about me.

O delight in nature…

See how the nightingales

Sing Aubade to the night.

O let me become a blossoming spring

Bright as the heavenly aureoles.


A dazzling spark of the Divine

You bear within awaiting your call.

A gold-gilt sun brighter than all

The stars is hid within you.

Magnificently adorned with festoons of light from time immemorial, you were supposed to be lords on this Earth. How darkened and dim your spirits now appear, which aeons ago were as translucent as billions of diamonds put together…

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