If I inwardly glorify myself
then everything of around
me will be glorified
like the foundation
of that banyan tree
God! yes; gave all powers in me (human) ,
but sometimes I (human)
deny it transcendentally- I think.
And of absolute poverty
is the pure glory of God in us.
Beautifully glorified the mystical
love under the mercy of God;
great and expressive
point of nothingness,
absolute poverty but
all in the door of God
is glorious existence.
(A poem written
from dear poet Mahtab Bangalee's comments)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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