O My Love Poem by Mohammad Younus

O my love,
I hear your voice in the gentle breeze...
...and harsh winds,
Your breath gives life to all the worlds,
Of which you blew into me on the ancient day,
I admit I was small and weak - rather nothing
I got my strength and wisdom through your breath,
Let me walk in beauty, and soothe my eyes,
Ever behold the white and milky sunrise,
Make my ears sharp to listen to cuckoo...
...and Nightingale,
Make me wise so that I could understand,
The secrets you taught to the oldies -
the sages of yore,
Let me learn the lessons you have hidden -
In every image and design,
I seek strength, not to be greater than myself,
I seek strength to fight my greatest enemy -
My lower self that commands me to evil,
I seek your help to make me always ready,
To come to you with unpolluted mind and...
....straight eyes, that waver not...
...while gazing at your beauteous face,
When my life fades, as the setting sun...
...my spirit may return to the next dawn...
...without any shame.

Mykoul