According to the Prayer,
God is without expression.
No wonder the God in You kept silent ...
while the fragrance of inner attainment
Your humanity expressed
in the world of forms --
truth, love, purity and beauty.
I circumambulate Your Samadhi,
o Qutub, studying every angle
to express a new perspective
or, reiterate, in a novel way, an old one,
my voluble moth-soul erratically mobile,
transitory, malleable, chimerical,
while You are fixed, silent, stalwart, eternal --
without expression, without expression --
expression requiring distance, need and duality.
O child of God, find the Oneness
that requires no communication.