English Poem–Spider’s Net

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I have hovered around all the places of fragrance and smell: Trying to satiate the thirst of these senses that are always asking for more.

Now, spell a spider’s net around me and make me a prey of your love: Let those unfailing threads of your yearning bind me to eternity and never leave me.

And in the meanwhile, you approach, my Lord, with your majestic walk on those threads, and consume me.

Let me merge in where I came from and be a part of you!



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