It is the gorgeous creation,
That makes me see and love,
My creator, my originator;
For He cannot be seen but only,
Through His manifestation.
It is my longing to see the reality,
Behind the veils of His beauty,
That makes me love Him intensely;
For I yearn to be aware of His presence,
In my heart and in His stupendous creation.
It is my eternity, my true being,
That makes me love the eternal;
Being created from His spirit,
I have no beginning, and,
I have no end.
MyKoul
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