A sacred poem
A sacred poem
Your smile is like a bloomed flower
As if a river standing in the ocean of eyes
The confusion of lips as if the desire has been forgotten
The face is even in the darkness as if it is in the middle of the afternoon
Such things seem as if they are from some religious book
Compassion, love, dedication, the story is very old
And in your simplicity, you are absolutely splendor of heaven
How much should I describe you, you are the vision of Kabir
May Meera's divine love be implemented even in materiality
Exaggeration is also originality, your forms seem like
Life seems to be a support even in the void world
In essence, there should be a life-giving sun for the benefit of the creation
Such a sacred poem, sung by God Himself