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To thee who seek thy Beloved's love:

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What can it be, what can it be,
What I search, what can it be?
Excellence, Wealth, Power, O where,
What can it be, O what can it be?

O’er the mountains, above the sky,
More than a man can pass and ignore.
Still…still empty…
What, what, what can it be?

In thy heart I find,
What thy soul has craved,
Yet empty, still empty,
What can it be?

Beloved, I see thee,
In thy heart, with thy soul,
We are one, or so?
Has my longing ended?

What one may never ask,
We cover our worlds that blend, constantly,
The bells of our soul,
Can you hear,
Tis rejoicing,
Yet its sound is hollow and shallow.

Still I search, still I search,
My purpose,
What, O what can it be?
Beloved, is it thee?