In the grand symphony of life's design,
Where galaxies swirl and stars align,
The invisible hand of the divine,
Weaves wonders both subtle and fine.
Mountains rise with majestic pride,
Oceans vast, stretching wide,
Each a testament, a guide,
To the Creator's presence, never denied.
In every creature, a purpose true,
A thread in the tapestry, woven through,
A dance of life, both old and new,
A chorus of existence, ever in view.
Yet amidst the shadows that may grow,
Confusion lingers, casting its shadow,
But within this cosmic flow,
A hidden truth begins to show.
Within the depths of every soul's embrace,
Resides a spark of celestial grace,
A reminder of the divine's embrace,
In every corner, in every space.
So let each symbol, each guise,
Illuminate the truth that lies,
Of the One who from himself does hide,
Yet in every face, is openly spied.
For I am but a servant, humble and keen,
To the Master unseen, yet ever serene,
In the mystery of his unitary gleam,
In every moment, in every scene.
MyKoul
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