![]() ![]() I knew not then that it was so near, that it was mine, and that this perfect sweetness had blossomed in the depth of my own heart. That vague sweetness made my heart ache with longing and it seemed to me that it was the eager breath of the summer seeking its completion. Only now and again a sadness fell upon me, and I started from my dream and felt a sweet trace of strange fra up grants in the south wind. My basket was empty and the flower remained unheeded. On the day when the lotus bloomed, alas, my mind was straying, and I knew it not. I touch by the edge of the far spreading wing of my song thy feet which I could never aspire to reach.ĭrunk with the joy of singing I forget myself and call thee friend who art my lord. I know that only as a singer I come before thy presence. I know thou takest pleasure in my singing.
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