How much happy does one feel in light,
Go and ask the birds,
When they leave their homes at dawn!
To fly freely in the open sky,
So I wish to fly in the skies of my heart;
It is only my heart, not a Caravan Saraia,
So why be dismayed when only one lives here?
It was made by him solely as his abode;
Why let any other enter my beloved's home?
If you ask me what the miracle of his presence is?
It's simple, I find myself endlessly with him;
His words strike me as deeply profound,
That I feel elated to find that he is calling me by name...
Wow! I had totally forgotten my real name,
He is continuously reminding me my real name
Mykoul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A well conveyed poem.... Truly heartwarming....5 stars *****