I asked, 'Who is the Creator? Who is creation? '
He said, 'The One who commands both realm and station—
The Creator alone, and His the formation.'
I asked, 'What is witness? What is seen? '
He answered, 'They are one—serene.'
I asked, 'Who is revealed, and who remains unknown? '
He said, 'The hidden and revealed are one, yet shown.'
I asked, 'Who is the First? And who shall be the Last? '
He said, 'The One beyond time holds the first and final cast.'
I asked, 'Who worships? And who is the One adored? '
He said, 'The Truth alone—both worshipper and Lord.'
I asked, 'Who is the knower? Who is renowned? '
He said, 'Beyond all knowing, the One is found—
The knower, the known, in mystery bound.'
I asked, 'Who loves? And who is the beloved true? '
He said, 'Love itself—both the lover and the beloved too.'
I asked, 'Who sings the sacred name? Who is the one recalled? '
He said, 'The One who is remembrance's song—
Both the singer and the called.'
MyKoul says:
'From a single point, the lines extend,
From lines, both word and form ascend.
The point alone—the source, the way,
The hidden truth that One conveys.'
—MyKoul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem