1. The blessed creator comes,
An example derived from him,

2. And a mirror on which a light
Of God's face is reflected.

3. So I don't know if it's God's shade
Or a spark of his light,

4. He appeared like the sun but the mystery
Of him is shrouded in obscurity.

5. In visions he's well known,
To minds he's ambiguous,

6. So many faces looked to him
And souls bowed down.

7. And how many heads hung low
And proud noses sneezed,

8. For him our souls are soldiers
And our eyes guards,

9. And they said he's a relative
Whose wonders make minds steal.

10. It saddened me that he's fleeting,
His features will fade away,

11. A plant that if it blooms one day
Its matter will end in misery,

12. An error to limit him by
What they saw of him or touched,

13. Above their limits there's a spirit
Unrestrained, unconfined,

14. And a journey in which there are signs
Of creativity to seek,

15. Beauty pours into me and in my
Heart his love took root,

16. His love so grasped me that
I fancied he's obsession,

17. He looks upon me from the eye of
The beloved and his gaze is furtive,

18. Banishing sleep from my eyes
While he's drowsy in hers,

19. His water flows in her cheeks
Nearly gushing out,

20. His fragrance wafts from her neck
However much she chided and snapped,

21. He blooms between her shoulders
Where the kiss and snap sound,

22. And I perceive him in the lightning of
Dawn, did the darkness mutter?

23. And I hear him in the birds
And rivers murmuring,

24. And I grasp him with my soul though
He's a meaning shrouded in ambiguity.