Morning sunlight sparkles in a drop of rain,
I see Thy beauty.
Cool breeze caresses my cheeks,
I feel Thy touch.
Desert mist rises from freshly moistened soil,
I smell Thy essence.
Delight pours forth in knowing that Thou never leave
Where could Thou possibly go?
Spirit Supreme, Thou Art the vastness that permeates and creates all that is.
Thou Art the splendor illuminating the countless worlds.
In devotion I offer this body-mind at your lotus feet.
I am but a grain of salt eternally dissolved in your ocean of Love.
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1/24/04
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The last line is a lovely verse indeed.Loved reading.d the poem.