Two kinds of devotees
Are here as you know-
True and false.
True devotee is
More than you
You know,
False devotee,
Destroyed themselves
In due course.
Who is true and
Who is false
It is
You to know.
It is the degree of
Devotion and not
The kind of it that matter.
You know better,
But they both are
Here as required
By the atmosphere.
True and false,
Love and hatred;
No difference, my dear,
Come closer and closer.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
two sides of life false and truth