And I am but a drop
A tiny seed who's potential has not even begun to sprout
A lamp so shrouded, it's light barely shines
A mirror so dusty, it barely reflects the sun's rays
He is the All-Glorious!
The ocean of His Words is my sustenance
The soil of His Love my comfort and succour
The light of His Will my inner guide and compass
The warmth of His Manifestation my life force
He is the All-Glorious!
