I met
The holy stranger
In my poetic vision,
I stared at him
For a while,
Then I asked him,
'What is your question? '
He said,
'Love is my question, '
After some time,
The stranger gently asked me,
'What is your answer? '
I said,
'Love is my answer, '
Being ecstatic,
The holy stranger said to me,
'Goodbye!
Meet you again.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very deep spiritual musing. Well written