I know it is You, my dear
You are the all-powerful
Controller.
You are the life-air
You are the sensory
Mental and bodily strength
Of all.
The ultimate creator
Of all creators, it is You
You are also the underlying
Substance, my dear.
Death himself moves
About out of fear of You.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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