Oh my beloved sorrow spirit, I have to leave you now. I have spent much of my puerile life with you. With my stammering voice and tears in my eyes, I would like to thank you for the strength you gave me while I meditated with you under the stretched sky or in the darkness of my closed eyes which you illuminated.
Now I have to leave you so I can go along with the people who have buried their sorrow spirit. I have to defend the people, who believe in what I believe in too, and in what you believe too. And verily, no one can defend people of Mighty in Power without his leave. Oh yes my sorrow spirit, I am talking about the believers of the Mighty in Power. I have to work for them. And now as I am leaving you and entering into another life, a tough life, in which I will face mostly bitter beings.
Oh beloved sorrow spirit, to me, you were like rain to a tree when I use to meditate in serenity. If I wouldn’t have found you hidden in my self, I could have never reached on a place where the hearts of men melt in the love of their creator. You enlightened my heart and mind by mixing yourself with my exultant spirit.
Oh beloved sorrow spirit, visit me in my overjoyed state and we will listen to those peaceful heart touching melodies. And don’t forget our ‘The Two Lives’! So visit me only to give me strength, as I will embrace you in our infinite life. Now oh beloved spirit, Let me leave you and help thy Lord’s beloved beings.
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