Hey, everyone. I'm back with yet another poem by my favorite Babulay Shah. So here it goes. Charda surajit. In this poem, Baba Bullisha literally tries to illustrate the extremities of the world. How impossible becomes possible if the universe wills it to be, if the God, if the Almighty or whatever, or whoever you believe in, whichever entity you believe in, mights it wills it to be? Jay ODI raza huve kushvi husakada so him matnaharu haslana haru ask Kadenaharu. Kadevi
Wow. That's a really beautiful poem. And I'm really glad that I came across this post, you know, came across as well, because even though I'm not very familiar with the language, I still could make it out, make out the meaning. And you explained it. It so well. So yeah, it's beautiful and it's extremely deep