All things in the whole created cosmos,
Are too small to accommodate me,
I am so vast! fathomless! nothing encompasses me,
Do not mistake me for a finite temporal thing,
I am in essence from the infinite reality,
I have my source in unbound divinity,
I am in process of reaching back to my Uncreated origin,
As the Uncreated word touches my soul, it undoes me,
And makes me see my true essenciality,
I become as I hear it wider than wide,
Everything else is too finite and not lasting,
You know this well, you who know the secret hidden.
Mykoul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem. Thanks for sharing