It was a beautiful morning,
Rabiya the sacred was singing,
Inside her hut, she was chanting,
About the ways of God's making.
Someone called her near,
what are you doing dear,
Come out and see the wonder,
Beauty of this morning splendour,
God has created for us, yonder.
Rabia the saint replied the neighbour,
Here I am meditating deeply, my dear,
I can see him, God the absolute creator,
Of that enchanting beautiful morning,
Should I struggle to come out for seeing?
They live in other world. Physically they may look to be part of this world yet they are not.5**
the inside pure humans can see all wherever they live everything of the creations is crystal clear to their meditating knowledge
This is a truly enthralling poem. I have great respect for saints like Rabia.Wonderful wisdom, amazing poem. I have written a poem about her too (X..... Unconditional love) .
Oneness with God is far more superior to oneness with nature. Top score
Lovely poem Suresh! God is within us. We just have to realise it. Top stars.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a wonderfully written poem, loved the style and wisdom within a case of seeing the creator and not the created