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Poetry
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About MirabaiTimeline (1498 - 1565?) |
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All I Was Doing Was Breathing
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Something has reached out and taken in the beams of my eyes.
There is a longing, it is for his body, for every hair of that dark body. All I was doing was being, and the Dancing Energy came by my house. His face looks curiously like the moon, I saw it from the side, smiling. My family says: "Don't ever see him again!" And they imply things in a low voice. But my eyes have their own life; they laugh at rules, and know whose they are. I believe I can bear on my shoulders whatever you want to say of me. Mira says: Without the energy that lifts mountains, how am I to live?
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