Amidst the finite, You Infinite, you play your tunes – Thus, Your expression in Me holds such sweetness. In so many colors, in such myriad scents, In such a variety of rhythms and songs – Formless, the play of your form stirs my heart. Thus, Your beauty finds its reflection through Me. When You and I are united, everything opens. The waves in your universal ocean sway in such playful ecstasy. There is no shadow in your light, But in me, your light finds form. Your light becomes purified in the tears streaming from my eyes. Your beauty finds perfection in Me.
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