Hidden in the closet of this garment is the light of my soul
with the power to unfold the mystery invisible to the world
I am a child of intelligence to recognise the divine spark
even to see what a bird whisper and when a dog bark

to command the future and let the ocean of life flow
in my dream I can envision the wisdom I want to know
this frame of mine is not the real image of my face
the true light of my existence no one can deface

I can bring the impossible to life through my faith
to persevere the path of a sage in silence and wait
through all of life turmoil and happiness I am not alone
the unseen father exist within and my heart is the throne

I can move the mountain and throw it into the sea
this is my gift of birth and I can walk the earth free
no one else can recognize my true identity that block the truth
whatever action I do I will reap the golden fruit