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Lift Thou This Veil of Blindness
O, Blessèd Reality—Creator of all existence!
I am Thy deluded child—cleanse me of delusion.
I am Thy dark-brained creation—enlighten me.
O, Lord of Life—heal me with Thine omnipresence.
In the swirling maya world, I creep and crawl—
My body wrinkles with strife and struggle.
My mind beclouds from the ten-thousand things.
O, Blessèd Light, suffuse me with Thine essence.
In the bedimmed environs of grotesqueness
In the battle din of getting and giving
In the stronghold of deceit and depravity—
O, Divine Reality, fling Thy peace upon me.
From my blind eyes, lift this thick veil
Of unreality that keeps me from Thy light.
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