I think I am still in your presence, my Lord,
As I was on the day of primordial-covenant;
Because you are the only reality I can perceive of;
I still hear you interrogating me:
Am I not your Lord?
I constantly hear the echo of the Sound Hu...
...as if a waterfall is cascading over me;
I visualise your gorgeous manifestation all-round me;
You are the one who makes me realise...
That I am the best version of divine beauty;
I feel you giving me compliments,
At being your chosen vicegerent on earth;
Telling me 'if you want to look at my face...
Then better you look at your own face (reality) ';
I melt when I see that you are my essence, my true self;
Because I feel that I am more than,
Just a being of mud and water;
I feel protected and safe when in your refuge,
As Satan cannot intrude your formidable sanctuary;
You make me forget all my illusions and delusions about reality;
Because when I am in your presence, there is no other thing;
I can see my true self in all my different shades only by your grace;
When I look at your manifestations, I get excited to realise that it's you.
MyKoul
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I would like to translate this poem