Bow down I to Him
Who created you out of His dream
Bow down I to Him
For the colours He dedicated for you.
Undress yourself and appreaciate Him
Do not cover you
Do not hide you
With false colour or dress.
Let me enjoy your beauty
Let my soul suffer the fire
of your beauty
Let me taste the wine of your beauty
Let me become a drunk
Let me drown in the sea of your beauty
Do not hide the beauty He devoted for you
Bow down I
Who created such a heavenly beauty for me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderfully romantic. I tried some like 'ultimate beauty', ' a thing of beauty' etc. But your simple way of expressing things is great Sir. with regards, sathya narayana