Poor are they who feel they exist, separate, and hence work hard for their cause.

Poor are they

Who feel they exist, separate,

And hence work hard

For their cause.

Poor are they

Who cannot seek and see God,

With the same passion and feel

They need to survive and exist,

But for their wants

Or fear of hell and fond of heaven.

Poor are they who cannot know

The ecstasy and sweetness of

Seeking and seeing God

Having to forget and lose their self.

Poor are they

Who cannot name and call God

With all names they want and feel

But only with the names given to them

In the language borrowed from others.

Poor are they

Who happen to feel and think

They exist as an entity as against God

To pray and complain to God

To need and request

For thing, for them as their own.