Finding God
From the moving of
zephyr I seek,
As the ripples flow
on rivers I look,
From deep
valleys,lilies and
roses I pick,
and meditate as it
is written in the
book.
Looking for peace
and solace in strong
wine,
but, it eludes me
like thin smoky air,
Living without peace
of mind is not fine,
Loneliness and
sorrow I have to
bear.
Then I find succor
in serving the great
one,
Unseen becomes seen
and mind becomes
clear,
Showing that
celestial rule has
begun,
I rejoice for having
heavenly bliss here.
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