O my dear, my creator
You are top-ranking poet
You are the blessed glory of Truth
I bow to You.
You have sung the multitudinous
Virtues of Truth and Love and nature
You are the poet of Supreme wisdom
Your writing, this world, I know is conducive
To the good of all
I bow to You.
You are the Father and You are the Mother
You are the friend and the guide
And the philosopher of all creature
I bow to You, I bow to You.
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Great tribute to the great one.