Concentrated attention to duty is like deep devotion to the deity;
That is why, work is worship it is said and that only make one correct;
That kind of state only makes one forget all worries, desires and all;
One is in a pure and sublime state of devotion that soars one high!
Deep devotion makes one unaware of pain or pleasure of the world;
Even all kinds of suffering and hardship become nothing in such a dimension;
Soaring high to sublimity one is far above all mundane hypes to spiritual realm;
A pure state of bliss makes one forget here transported to other world!
That is the final state of development of one's heart, mind and soul sure;
Not only work or devotion to God or anything like reading book one can be so;
Making oneself to be so, one rises high to pure state of bliss quite incredible;
A mystic or a Poet has that kind of status in confluence with Nature!
Nature absorbs whole soul like music or Poetry does to one in high spirit;
What a bliss and fulfilment one gets so when nothing can destroy one in anyway!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Verily a mystic or a poet has that type of status......