Hw well You know this divine game!

You deceptively change near to far,
light to darkness,
meeting to separation.

You blow the fragrance of flowers to distant places,
while love leaves all attachments
and merges into infinity.

In a multitude of thoughts,
through scenarios of the imagination,
You weave a web of pain and pleasure.

O formless One,
You are so difficult to understand.
Even when I think I know You,
it appears I do not even recognise You.

To what unknown sphere
beyond the distant horizon
are You attracting me with Your love?