1000. Two creators

Father Supreme,
I wanted to offer You
One thousand Love-Devotion-Surrender blossoms
From my heart-garden.
I am so happy that my dream
Has seen the face of Reality.
Today.
Father Supreme,
Are You not proud of me?

"Son, My praising Capacity
Is very limited.
Therefore
Either I have to praise
My creation —
You, My son —
Or
I have to praise
Your creation —
Your poetry, your child.
Son, I hope you do not mind,
I am and I want to remain proud
Only of My own creation."