I am a hidden treasure;
Nobody can see me;
Behind the veils of my beauty...
I remain hidden from the public view;
Nobody is there in my whole creation...
...who can unveil me;
When I wish to see my beauty...
Through the whole creation I come to see;
I have made all the things in the universe...
In order that they my eyes be...
And I be as the seer of my own beauty's light!
I be the hearer of my own Unheard music!
There is nothing in my creation...
That you can call my other;
Nothing is there like or unlike me!
MyKoul
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