It is night
And what is it
It is the time
Of awakening
For the self-controlled.
For the self=controlled
Everything here is dream
And it is the stage
Of self-realization
Spiritually awakened at night.
Then there is no fear
You are lovable for
Everyone here
You are perfect, my dear.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem