Doesn't nature draw your eyes ever towards her?
Don't you feel beyond your body is mind there?
A mind with innocence, which may be God's abode!
There are a few men, who get the blessing of god!
Lust is on the way to pure love a inviolable bar
Nature looks after us as dear mother and father.
Borrow the patience, the stillness, purity from her,
and worship the soul, not this physique ever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem. I like the line: ' Love the soul, not this physique ever. Well done