o awakened one

O Awakened one! how Do I wish to see,
through your bygone eyes,Those visions of beauty
How I wish My nights be same as yours,
under the blossomed stars and silver tree

I am not interested in relics or shrines,
or holy words ,even yours,or holy wines.
I want the buds of wisdom; fresh anew
in the basket of eternal river,that shines

That luminous ever; and the blameless sights,
The twisted ether; and unseen Lights,
I lust for them in my hearts purity;
grant me the vision ,from your heights..