Hidden Truth
Light upon light flashed
Revealed to me the hidden truth
That left me faithless in things
That claimed presence when I was ignorant
My master tells me to stop here!
Brook no compromise with the sensual things -
Those are transitary and misleading
Do not grow the poisonous trees,
Their fruit shall cause you death
That the true God is one,
He is the essence of all things,
He guides me in the valley of seeking
With Moses' staff in hand,
I walk to the speaking tree
Where I get the knowledge divine:
'The perfect man is my secret';
'I am the secret of perfect man'
Mykoul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem