Intoxicating luxuries we are preoccupied,
Lead us to never ending and multifaceted
Time honored illiteracy and confusion:
We refer to as Nature and an unexplained.
Some say Earth rides on the horn of a bull
The bull is on a fish dancing on its tail scull;
Coincidentally fish scull is on nothing there
And nothing is only that nothing can share.
Allah, who said "Kun" for world to be, see
Little hillocks for gyrations accurate, a sea
To wash its feet, wriggling worms who vent,
You may call it prayer, to establish a bent
Upon a phenomenon that spins like a cent.
Everything is truly at Allah's beck and call
Clear all confusion and accept Allah is all.
Awesome and spiritually touching! A reservoir of powerful words and rich imagery! 10+++ Thank you for sharing and keep it up! May Allah Bless You! Love and Peace for always! Romeo-New York City!
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I would like to translate this poem
you write so easily about what keats calls the Divine incomprehensibility... great praise poem with a deep mystic touch! ! !