Even in tiny things is manifest,
The Creator's intent and design best:
Perfection in oddity and stray,
Parting the night from the day;
Among the omniferious creations gross
Lies the trifling cute little grass,
Token of veneration and regard
Showering incantatory submission to Lord
Small, yet great is the swinging thing
Fine and fresh concurs with the ding
Of the holy chimes and sublime trance!
Sages ' and tantrics'lofty resonance;
The complete touch to scriptured oblation,
Ritual, and all Soul-felt elation!
And yet it can feed the cattle too
If they relish and choose so to do.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful poem. Really wonderful!