Your pretty smile
As you flash all the while
Lifts us into cloud nine
That makes you as our gold mine!
Your incoherent sounds
Gently remind
Us that you want to talk
Even before you walk!
Your posture of gestures
And grimaces
Tell us a lot
As a story with a plot!
Your searching looks
Say much as in books!
Your clenched fist
Conveys your will in a gist!
Oh, what a feast
To be with Kabir, once a while at least!
As your name says... magnificent
Being with you is most significant!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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