Man of learning is the poet
And the poet is here with us
I know the poet is endowed with
Supreme faith, virtues of politeness
Friendliness, compassion, and self-satisfaction
Ever united through love
That accelerates in new poems
And becomes intimate kinship with God.
O poet, for this I know
Your birth is High
You want nectar
You have a lofty aim
You have a keen desire
To achieve perfection
You are the near and dear
Of Omniscient, Omnipresent.
O poet, O representative almighty
You alone know divine virtues
With you I can be elevated
Automatically to the highest point
The supreme state
Where there is peace and tranquility
Always everywhere and I do not want
To miss your company here on this earth.
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