Although, He is always here,
for the whole time,
He is also, often out of sight..
But he comes out towards me
in the dark, just to say hello
to my waiting eyes..
And while there are some
who say He is under veils
But, there are others who swear—
the veils are transparent..
But do take note,
that white black light—
he wears
So ask from Him his divine eyes
To see Him through the veils—
of black light.
He is always present—
you too be present,
If you go on vacation,
He becomes more or
less removed.
He may discard you
for your negligence,
and therefore,
you'll become redundant.
merely
Value the moments
of presence,
before he disembarks..
And for a moment or two
You may lose him but
If you have divine eyes,
He is in the glow of His own halo!
MyKoul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem