O My Lord, Your Reality Is Not Shrouded In Mystery Poem by Mohammad Younus

O My Lord, Your Reality Is Not Shrouded In Mystery



O My Lord, Your reality is not shrouded in mystery
Your Presence is manifest, not hidden in mystery.
You made my heart as the Temple for my worship
I hear Your praise in delightful tunes in this temple,
I offer the perpetual prayer with devotion in this temple
My prayers bring to my vision great pillars of light
I get fathomless delight in the recitation of Your Quran,
You reveal to me the secrets of your book verse by verse
Then I wake up, and I see You are the real, O Lord,
And I give thanks to You for it is pleasant to give thanks!
On knowing my reality, my origin, my truth...
...I proclaim: one who knows his reality has known the Real!

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O My Lord, Your Reality Is Not Shrouded In Mystery
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