A sacred path
An elusive captive;
Subtle and fine,
Designed, modelled
And crafted,
With precision,
In the lab of God,
Souls strive
To ride on her,
But fail and fall
Many a time,
Like an aggrieved soul,
On bumpy, jumpy
Road we journey,
The destination
Looks very long,
And spirit not strong,
Souls fear to tread
The path, she hath trod,
She is a jewel, wear it
You will shine like gold,
Neither can be chained,
Nor on her any ill inflicted,
She kisses not mortal ground,
Only in Heaven she is found,
Some call her a beauty,
And some a truth,
Both look alike,
As the two is one.
And souls not being virtuous,
All-powerful and
Sacred path of Truth,
They demolish and shun.
She came from God,
And if souls cling to her,
She will lead them to God........
Many many thanks.................Kanav...................I am humbled...............
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very beautiful poem indeed.............a must 10