I Admit, Though I Must Keep It Secret Poem by Mohammad Younus

I admit, though I must keep it secret,
That I hear the Word of Allah all the time,
Its melodious tunes resonate in my heart,
I have never at any time sensed, ...
...the precise moment of its coming,
I feel that it was always in me, out of me, and with me,
Since the day God said to me: be and I was,
No-one must say I haven't access to this secret word,
For it is present in the soul as is light in the oil,
Or as is sound present in the metal,
Though incapable of being traced,
It is the life current, it is the energy,
As I'm blessed with the resonance of the word,
It awakens my sleeping soul from deep slumber,
Its melody evokes and softens my stone heart,
Its echoing tones goad my heart on the path of love,
It plucks up and destroys the poisonous weeds in my heart,
It sows the seeds of love in my heart,
It destroys the monsters of hate and chaos in my heart,
It waters the dry and arid places in my heart,
It illuminates the gloomy spots in my heart,
It throws open the libraries...
...of wisdom and knowledge in my heart,
That were ere shut close on me,
It warms my heart with flamming love that was ere cold,
So that my soul might be blessed with the light of lord,

Mykoul