To My Soul Of Light.
You impressed dearest
To be wild for Nectar's taste,
And discriminate,
The causes of Fate,
I had taken an oath,
To go forward,
And prepare my heart,
To hold you therein.
Till then my boat sails
With foreign passport,
To realize the destination within.
I admit, the privilege,
To put my head upon your knee,
And cosy, breezy, transcendental touch ,
More than a live vision under your arch.
My bond is made signed,
By your gracious hand,
And in my whole being,
As the soul of light you stand.
A poet needs to have a direct experience from the Divine Empress to relate the feeling of the image that haunts him for an immediate issue. The poem turns into a universal one, as there in all aspirants discover their own identity. In this poem the poet depicts his feeling of divine grace bestowed by his Divine Empress, -the Soul of light.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Bazi, such a heartwarming poem....10++++