I Saw The Miller Poem by Muhammad Shanazar

My strength was suspended,
Mind and heart were muffled
As if wrapped in the mist of bafflement.
I felt my carnal existence
Thawing like a burning candle,
Eyes shedding warm drops of tears;
And I found myself standing
In the desert of impossibilities,
Amid the sands of times and your image
Began to waft around in circle.
I too moved in diurnal moves
To behold the wafting object.
When the pause ensued,
The Heaven and the Earth
Moved as gigantic mill’s grind-stones
And then I saw the Miller,
Oscillating behind in nothingness,
Smiling at His own creation being ground.