Though reflected
In windows, mirrors
Oil, water, my dear
The sun is one
And the same.
You are my sun
I know, You are
One and the same
Though you are
In all and at all times.
It is our dullness
That we failed to
Recognized You and it is
Our unconsciousness and
For this we are suffering.
We have forgotten
Life is meant for self-realization
We should realize our
Eternal and pure identity
With the knowledge of rationality.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem