It is You, my dear, it is You.
The bliss, the knowledge,
And everything,
That are divided,
That are undivided,
And it is You,
You are free from all doubts,
You are the waves,
You are the sea,
You are the water,
You are fixed, and it is all
Projections and distractions are within You,
You are the clouds and the sky,
That remains fixed on You.
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