Ever since my First birth I've loved You;
Neither I knew your face nor your name;
A voice from my within and out of me,
Constantly hearing I have been;
Telling me that Me and the whole creation,
Is in essence one and the same;
The reality is like a shapeless flame,
Facing all the directions!
A formless reality in exquisite manifestation!
Worshipped that all-in-all reality must be!
Far far beyond human comprehension!
When, where, and how it came to be!
Except the lovely glorious manifestation,
Nothing one can see!
My soul, opens its eyes to love the sight,
And opens its ears to hear the melodious music;
How else could I vision the beauty of the beautiful?
Love can not be there unless the subtle reality,
Takes the body of manifestation;
As such what the real is, can be seen in His beauty,
Now that the real has come out in its manifestation,
I fix my unwavering gaze at it and bow to the beauty,
Expressed in the manifestation;
Nothing veils the reality from my sight!
It scatters it's light bright through the manifestation!
MyKoul
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