I belong to whom?
Am I Yours?
Are You mine?
I know I know not.
And what I know
That is known to You.
What is fruit and
What is root, who knows?
One who knows
He is not here in person.
One who is here
He is the Truth
But covered with falsehood
And yet I recognized You.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem