The nature has been muttering in my ears
the secrets of the day and night.
The eyes of every being have something to say
yet not revealed, leaving me anxious.
In every bit of the universe resides a secret,
left unexplored for eternity. At dusk,
up in the sky I see the little white maids with the Goddess of feminine beauty,
they twinkle at me every single day,
maybe enriching me with the secrets of the Sacred ‘Holy Grail’.
At dawn, when my eyes open, the birds receive me
with their melodious rhyme of tittle-tattles from the country-side.
Multiple lives, multiple motives.
The duty of my life being chanting, chanting the divine words of the creator,
The beauty of my life being the secret bearer of the humble abode,
I await for the enchanting secrets to divulge before me
ascending from the impediments as to perpetuate the secrecy of these mystic secrets.
-Aamy
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