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“How can I contain myself, drunk on the wine of longing, when I sense God, in the scent of an opening flower? How can I hold myself within, when I hear his song in the play of winds?” — Jayita Bhattacharjee
How can I contain myself, drunk on the wine of longing,
when I sense God, in the scent of an opening flower?
How can I hold myself within,
when I hear his song in the play of winds?