I dwell in every heart, yet the soul's courtyard is bare.
I dwell in every heart, yet the soul's courtyard is bare.
I scatter joy across the world, my own embrace remains rare.
I dwell in every heart, yet the soul's courtyard is bare.
The rose season blooms, buds burst, each leaf now smiles,
The rose season blooms, buds burst, each leaf now smiles,
But a single bee is missed, the garden's every mile.
I dwell in every heart, yet the soul's courtyard is bare.
Colors abound, a kaleidoscope, yet here, a puzzling why,
Colors abound, a kaleidoscope, yet here, a puzzling why,
Though hues adorn, the spirit's truth: the heart's held dry.
I dwell in every heart, yet the soul's courtyard is bare.
O rejection of every door, beloved solitude,
O rejection of every door, beloved solitude,
Come, dwell with me, together, in the heart's quiet wood.
I dwell in every heart, yet the soul's courtyard is bare.
I scatter joy across the world, my own embrace remains rare.
I dwell in every heart, yet the soul's courtyard is bare.
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