This world is an illusion for me,

Staring from my closet with my eyes,

The vividness and the mystery of the cosmos;

The ensign of diverse shades, the flora;

The marvels and the unfamiliar around me;

Nothing but Maya and a delusion.

My words extol the celestial unity,

Elegance encases me, grandeur lifts my spirit.

When I have been fascinated by splendour,

Devotion creating matchless emotions, obsessions;

When I am passive, incarcerated and caged;

When Angels sentry me and enfold me;

When compassion and generosity has besieged me;

Then no space for sin and who is looking for pardon?

But images of heaven and perdition of gulf is a mere illusion!

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