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Library: Gift of Love
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Author: merja
Date:Aug 29 2008
Because the idol is your face
I have become an idolator.
Because the wine is from your cup
I have become a drunkard.
In the existence of your love
I have become nonexistent.
This nonexistence connected to you is better than all existence.
Is it your face that adorns this garden?
Is it your fragrance that intoxicates this garden?
Is it your spirit that makes this brook a river of wine?
Hundreds have looked for you
And died searching in this garden.
Where you hide behind the scenes.
But this pain is not for those who come as lovers.
You are easy to find here.
You are in the breeze, and in this river of wine.
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