I sat on the banks of this river.
Wanted to throw a stone
to see the never ending ripples.
But did not, for fear that I might kill
the joy of the tranquil waters.
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In a moment I fell into a trance.
It was a beautiful vision
of God appearing on the tranquil waters.
I saw my God, I saw my God.
Can you tell me, how my God looked like?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Most of us fail to see God who is omnipresent...awesome poem