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GUESTS OF my life,

You came in the early dawn, and you in the night,

Your name was uttered by the Spring flowers and yours by the showers of rain.

You brought the harp into my house and you brought the lamp.

After you had taken your leave I found God's footprints on my floor.

Now when I am at the end of my pilgrimage I leave in the evening flowers of worship my salutations to you all.

 

 

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