God is like a house
What you see and touch
Is either the floor or the door
And do not decide either
A house is like a roof or window
Nor ask the beams and pillars
If they know how a house look like
As they too could not break
And go away far to take a snapshot
Of the whole of which they are proud
And an inseparable part
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Perception of a poet well composed