My fault is
I am writing,
And in my writings
I am putting You in.
I am putting You in
Is not a fact,
And fact is, it is You
Who is putting me in everything.
The reason
Not known to me,
O Omnipotent, I am nothing,
It is You, who is the writing.
Time itself is the best viewer
You are the time, my dear.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem