The Weaver's game, a marvel spun,
The Weaver's game, the work is done,
The Weaver's game, where threads are run,
The Weaver's game, by grace begun,
Of my Sai, the friend of all,
The Weaver's game, answering the call.
One holds the lands, the wealth, the keep,
One begs for crumbs, where shadows sleep,
One walks a beggar's hollow deep,
The Weaver's game, secrets to keep,
The Weaver's game, where tears may fall,
Of my Sai, embracing all.
One wears the bowl, a humble plea,
One crowned, yet nameless, wild and free,
One feels a crown of misery,
The Weaver's game, for you and me,
The Weaver's game, beyond recall,
Of my Sai, who loves us all.
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