Passing through many words
I remembered you and you are
Therein, each letter, dear.
But I am letterless and
Wordless as you observed, right.
I have potency to keep you,
And I have kept all virtues.
On firm footing, I am here
With you, dear.
In reality, I know you,
Depending on me and reading
My poetry you purified yourself
And I am here only to love you
And to show you the truth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem