I Know What You Look Like Poem by Mohabeer Beeharry

I have never seen you before.
But I know what you look like.
In my heart, passed all the hurdles of confusions
In a little bower
At the foot of the hill
There is a special place
I have made for you
Decked with flowers
Profusely scented.
From there comes the reflection
Of your face.
You look like me.
For from there only comes
That special joy and peace.
I have never heard the sound of your voice.
But I know what it sounds like.
It sounds like my own.
Somewhere in this frail frame
Where the river of life finds its source
The sounds of your chanting has not stopped,
That single syllable chant!
A ceaseless flow.
Still resounding in this earthen vessel,
Becoming my voice
Since time began its dance
And stars first shone
And nature in ecstasy
Exploded in fruitful abundance.