Awakening To The Divine Self Poem by Mohammad Younus

Awakening to the divine self,
Eyes shining bright against the darkened night.

The false self, oblivious, lost in despair,
Blind to the divine's gentle, waiting care.

The divine self hides in plain view,
Watching the false self, silent as morning dew.

With a mission, clear and bold,
To guide the weary, the lost, and the cold.

It lays down signs, subtle yet clear,
For the false self to see, as the cosmic plan unfolds.

Weaving a spell, a soft hum of hu, hu,
Awakening the false self from slumber anew.

The scent of blossoms, holy in the bees' dance,
Unveils its omnipresence, a sacred call to advance.

Awakened now, the false self sees the light,
Recognizing the divine nature, pure delight.

The divine self waits patiently for the false self,
To listen in silence, the sacred word, the heart's symphony.

When the false self is enlightened and transformed,
The truth emerges, radiant, beautifully adorned.

Mykoul