I tried to define Him many times,
but then,
everyday every night
I saw in Him a different light
I went on changing my definitions
and when I saw my previous definitions
written on white papers
are now in the waste paper basket
and the basket is full,
I decided
I shall now never try to define Him.
Obstinacy leads to hatred
and definitions lead to obstinacy,
let Him remain behind the curtains
why should I interfere in His privacy?
The soothing blue light
the fragrance of flowers
the delicious tastes
the enchanting tunes
and above all
a soft touch of my beloved
is enough for my five senses.
I think,
yes I can feel and think
that I love Him
and that,
He loves me, too!
I am afraid
If I define Him
the lover will become a prisoner
of his own definition.
yes I can feel and think that I love Him and that, He loves me, too! I am afraid If I define Him the lover will become a prisoner of his own definition. - - - - Thanks for sharing the great write.
A philosophic poem about God............................................................
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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The enchanting tunes! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.