Do not wait for the Day of Qiyamah,
To reveal the great mystery;
If you know not your Creator,
The origin and the originator,
While you still walk and talk in the world,
There shall be naught but emptiness,
In the life that is to come.
Here and now while living you can see,
The hidden face!
The hidden mysteries!
Here and now Is the seal removed,
From your hearts!
Here and now is the curtain lifted,
From your eyes!
Here and now are the plugs removed,
From your ears!
MyKoul
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