It is yours,
It is within everyone.
You are the soul,
The soul of everyone.
I am your part,
You are my whole.
I am an ordinary one,
You are special
And most certain.
You need no travel,
But I need it
To reach you.
But I know, it is
Also my foolishness.
I light the lamp
Before you,
And I show
How fool I am.
I offer you
Flowers and fruits
And so many things,
I know, though,
All are yours.
How fool I am!
I go to meet you
In stone,
Within wood,
In sand,
In water,
I know, though,
You are all,
And within all.
How fool I am!
Knowingly and
Unknowingly I am
Doing all mistakes,
But I know,
Nothing is a mistake,
Nothing is a sin,
It is all there
Under your direction.
I am nothing
In this creation,
It is all you,
It is all yours.
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