God Is Pregnant With Me Poem by Muzammil Karim

Thus speaks God to me
Within these fragmentary moments of divine
When silence is the only speech
And all speech is gone
When a dropp of water doesn't even disturb its own surface
Leaves stop dancing on the ethereal stage of wind
And wind hugs close to the earth
The calmness of the sea is eluding moon's seduction
And waves hold each others' hand in awe
Rivers and streams put down their watery anchors
On the rocks beneath
Reflections forget reflecting back
Earth stops its Sufi whirling
Honeybees retire from buzzing so long
Candles burn unflickering
Vehicles on the road forget honking
And when the silence of the night
Finds itself naked and alone
In that moment of solitude
I come to know that God is pregnant with me
I live in "His" womb

I wonder if "He" is taking proper care of "Himself"