Dwells the World’s Father
In the Veil of the Mother
In the veil of the Mother lies the Father of the world,
Ponder on this truth and let it unfurl.
Do not waste your time,
Do not let it slip by in idle rhyme.
The Quran hints at this divine play,
Just as light hides uniquely.
Similarly, the formless resides in form,
Can all know this profound mystery?
Stand firm in the Mother’s remembrance, free of desire,
In the present moment, see the Divine that inspires.
In her true essence, discover the form,
The truth is that subtle signs are borne.
What kind of Father, what kind of Mother,
Together, they eternally float upon the sea.
Golam Rob says, find the direction,
To the inner chamber that holds the key.