No, no
You can not face me
You can not touch me
You can not come to me.
I am as pure as the sun
To call for a fight
Is not a fun.
I am the purest among the pure
You have no power, O my dear sins
To suppress me.
I have not attached myself
With anything here
Rather I have kept myself
At a far distant place
And I have acquired Truth
And acquired
Knowledge of Ultimate Truth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem