A thunder came although it was serene and restful,
A lightning shortly followed,
Striking the whole sky of Consciousness
Blurring differences between day and night!
The world had suddenly subsided,
Fireworks inside myself,
Lava of light unrolling,
That moment Truth came out!
The fiction of separatedness and materiality broke,
The "I" was gone and so was duality,
It is the same lava writing
The stanzas of Kabir, Milarepa and Rumi.
One night the lamp went on,
This Truth that wants to make itself known,
This brightness bursting from a million fires,
It is again here, in the paper and pen.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem