Listen to the confounding story of love
Neither obsession not beauty remained
Neither you remained nor I remained
Only unawareness remained.
A wind blew from the invisible world
And the scorched the garden of appearance
But on the branch of griefs tree, one bud
Let's call it the heart, remained green
Neither you remained nor I remained
Only unawareness remained
Listen to the confounding story of love.
It was a wondrous moment when
I learned a lesson from loves treatise
The book of intellect that was lying on a shelf
Neither you remained nor I remained
Only unawareness remained
Listen to the confounding story of love.