By The Promised Day Poem by Mohammad Younus

By the promised day—
The moment of ultimate realization,
When the soul awakens
To its divine origin and purpose.
On that day, the veils of illusion
Shall be lifted,
And the true nature of existence
Will shine clear.

We shall witness—it is certain—
That promised day,
Inscribed on the eternal tablet.
When mountains of illusion
Dissolve like tufts of cotton,
When the earth trembles beneath
The feet of the long-oppressed self,
And the heavens roar above
The beguiling and evil nafs.

From the sacred house of the Heart,
Idols shall be cast away.
The veiled light of wisdom will ascend,
Reigning on thrones of divine honor.

Crowns of false gods will crumble,
Thrones of the unjust overturned.
Only the name of Allah shall remain—
The Unseen, ever-present,
The Witness, the Witnessed.

The cry of Ana al-Haq (I am the Truth) shall rise,
A call that unites both you and me.
On that day, the dominion shall belong
To the One who holds all—
The self and the cosmos—in sacred unity.

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