in the midst of the storm 'He' helped me cross the river
and from an accident recover
showed me the right direction always
enjoyed in my happiness and satisfaction.
in the midst of the storm
'He' motionlessly, agelessly sweet seems
'He' has created the fruits to eat
and flowers to delight.
water to quench the thirst and the sun bright-
breeze to soothe the labour-
nightingale to console the disaster
praise 'Him', love 'Him' thank 'Him' once-
Look up to Him who is there to embrace you in the midst of the storm
mercy, benevolence, forgiveness of the kind 'Father'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem