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Teach me to fish for Thee in the deep waters of my Soul. |
I went to catch Thee in the deep waters of super-consciousness.
Little fishes of inspiration nibbled at my bait of meditation. The
float of my concentration wavered, but every time I pulled, I missed
Thee.
I spread my meditation-bait with love's spices: the little fishes
tugged at it, and I watched the float of my mind with attentive
zeal. Lo! my mind's float vanished beneath Thy bliss-waves.
O Colossal Denizen of my consciousness, I pulled at Thee, and with
a bound Thou didst leap to the shores of my heart. Teach me to fish
for Thee in the deep waters of my soul.
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