You are the object of love, my dear
That I know from the very beginning.
You are the absolute Truth that I know
And You are present everywhere.
You are the intelligence of the intelligent
I am fortunate that I feel You I see You here.
You are present with me and I am alive
This is the best evidence accepted by all.
My faith revealed all and You merged in all
I know perfectly well I am writing about You in my verse.
why its only object of love? why cant it be subject of love= also?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You possess the knowledge to bring Him into your verse. Thank you.