Only if you can stop moving with her,
Making fun and making jest,
Her palm not bringing goodness,
Then you have your world sublime.
Only if you can stop blending with her,
Going up and coming down,
Her reasoning not bringing fortune,
Then you have pleasure reasoning with time.
Only if you can live without her,
Thinking less and having more,
Her presence not bringing joy,
Then you'll be considered prime.
Only if you can do this,
Free in thought and actions,
Her physique not bringing ease,
Then you live in comfort daytime.
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