Every hour while walking up the mountain, we see..
...exquisite and mysterious scenic beauty spread all around!
When we stand for a rest and look around...
- at some vintage point - we find...
...the beautiful creation of our creator giving a beautul smile!
Behind these multitude of varied beautiful things...
...we see Oneness telling us:
I am the One Beautiful in all beauties...
...that you are looking for!
You are but nobody!
There is nobody who can see my beauty...
...except I myself do see!
These are not your eyes that see my face!
These are not your ears that hear my word!
This is not your tongue that speaks in my praise!
Realise: It is me! It is me! It is me!
I am the beauty! I am the beautiful!
I am the lover of my own beauty!
Be blessed, o my lover...
...by my vision, by my hearing, by my speech.
MyKoul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem