At Past Midnight Poem by Mohammad Younus

At past midnight,
I come out of the hotbed...
...my Cozy sleeping bed!
Sitting in meditation...
...contemplating my love...
...with a serene state of mind...
...peaceful! quiet! tranquil!
...with nothing to agitate...
or, disturb my equilibrium;
My Lord sends me into rest;
And by His leave,
I go into a mystic dream,
I die, I dream...
...and see many secrets unseen;
As I wake up from the dream,
I return to the world., .
I am new born!
Enlightened, Awakened, And Wise

Mykoul