The great name, worth listening,
so deeply melodious and sweet,
resonates profoundly within me.
It smooths my rough brain,
guiding me from darkness to light,
enlightening my darkened mind
with flashes of brilliance.
So bright that I see nothing
but His radiant, divine smile,
a spectacular sight,
yet it is He who allows me
to witness this sight.
Not I, but He sees His own form,
none else can hold His divine essence
in their eyes.
At most, I can remember Him
in whispered prayer.
MyKoul
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I would like to translate this poem