I never knew who is He/she/it?
Yet the love that rained and my heart was the field where someone sow Love seeds,
seed that sprout and bloomed,
Brushing aside weeds,
Purifying my thoughts and deeds!
Ah! never I worried to nourish plant of Love
or feed it with manure,
But too fast it became mature,
Now shines with glory and eyes become one to see His Grandeur,
No worry about gender,
Only one true wonder!