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Standing beneath the canopy spread around and above,

I bend and bow in all humility to my Creator Lord --

The One God -- call Him Allah or Ishwar, Jehovah or whatever,

He is without doubt the King of all dimensions and worlds

And it affects Him not an iota whether we believe in Him or not

He is as He has always been IS, beyond our limited comprehension

His greatness remains unquestionably unrivalled.

Myths and stories do not survive and fade away to be forgotten

In the pages of time's revolving orbits.

But God is God and there is no other greater Truth than He...

Call Him what we like, it is our choice.

We have been given minds and imaginations to admire and praise Him

As His are the most beautiful names ever imaginable

Just looking up at the starry glory of jewelled and perfectly arranged

Models of diamond like luminosity

It becomes simple to acknowledge the fundamental fact

That the unparalleled beauty and wonders of all the cosmos

Cannot be a matter of just chance and collisions

Explosions and fantasies of sci-fi ideologies

And the mind that is logical accepts the Creator

And reaffirms the hymn sung by the silence of space

That there is no god but the One True Lord of all worlds

He is known as God, Allah, Ishwar and Jehovah

But the wisdom beneath the beauty of His Supremacy

Happens to be His unique Oneness.

I am marvelled and bow my whole self in total submissiveness

To the glory that unveils His invisible presence

To the heart that  shines with His divine Light.

I am nothing, Allah is Everything.

I am mortal and He is Immortal

So I worship Him with all my heart

And love Him above one and all

Around me, within me and above me.

No doubt -- so my soul proclaims:

There is no god but God:

Call Him Allah, God, Ishwar, Jehovah

Or any other beautiful name you like

He is the self-subsisting and everlasting

Closer to us than our jugular veins

Yet, how oblivious are some of us,

To His most loving Presence

Living in us and proving the truth

That there is no god but He

The One to whom belongs all praise

And the One to whom everything created

Bows and submits, one time or the other,

Willingly or unwillingly.

The secrets of the skies are open like a book

And can be read by those who are keen

To live and grow in His most loving presence.