Do Not Dress As If For A Funeral Poem by Mohammad Younus

Do not dress as if for a funeral,
thinking you have grown old.
You must always look innocent and sweet,
ignoring your growing age.
Even as a grandfather now,
I have the emotions of a newborn babe.

A man becomes young again
when he decides to live life head-on.
That's when the divine light shines in his eyes,
and sweet music sounds in his ears.
You'll see him shedding
his old, worn-out clothes,
embarking on the long,
stupendous journey of divine life.

He walks on love's path,
and he never grows old.
A bearer of Love's torch,
his feeling of youth must never die.
He is always a young man,
and the sun never sets over his grave.
He walks along the circular road,
a whirling dervish, circumambulating,
physically active but in total meditation.

-MyKoul