He Too Eyes Throgh The Hole Poem by SRIRANJI ARATISANKAR

I live in a dark house
Living for years in that house
I turned into a lump of deep blue darkness
Oh! a facility there
A small hole on a wall of my room
Sometimes I eye through that hole
What amazing!
I can see long streatch of the outer world
Of course a bit
Much surely unseen..
Now I realize the God too live in a darkness-made house
The sky is the small hole of His dark room
He too eyes throgh the hole
Keeps watching
Only a part is seen
Most parts of the world remain unseen to Him

Nothing but that is the principal (principle?)
Cause and clause...

I continue as darkness-enveloped animal.