Infinity And The Finite Nature Poem by Akhtar Jawad

God speaks through the nature
we can't listen to God and respond directly.
When we respond to the beauty of nature
we respond to God.
Rains add music to the song of nature,
Rainbows add colorful vision to it.
I am at an infinite distance from the creator,
in the galaxies I see the distant stars
my past.
In the gardens I see the colors and aroma of the flowers,
My present.
Throughout the day I struggle for a peaceful sleep,
for sweet dreams of the future.
Alas! I could not add anything to the infinity.
If I could,
I would have seen what happened to my ascendants in love.
Alas! I could not subtract anything from the infinity.
If I could,
If I could I would have seen what happens to my descendants in love.
Alas! Infinity cannot be multiplied by infinity.
If I could,
I would have seen the first act of this show.
How this love started and how I became crazy in love?
Alas! Infinity cannot be divided by infinity.
If I could,
I would have survived to see the climax of this show.
How the lovers meet after an infinite separation?
Alas! I failed to raise infinity to any positive index of power
So I went on raising it to a negative series of indexes of power
Getting nothing but the imaginary confusing puzzles.
Alas! I couldn't gather courage to multiply infinity by zero.
To get the real result,
that is one,
and it's none else other than me.
Yet nature is so close to me,
like a beautiful maiden in love,
that I see my image in her eyes,
and I see her lips on my lips.