Gazing At What Is Invisible to My Gross Eyes Poem by Mohammad Younus

Gazing at what is invisible to my gross eyes,
Through the nights and days with my soul's eyes,
I am searching for him in me and out of me,
I know he dwells iin my heart as my essence,
He is my wisdom, my knowledge and my awareness,
I am searching for him in me, and out of me,
I pass through the darkness to light,
A cool and freshening breeze blows...
...in the meadow of my heart,
Soon the almond tree, the musk willow, and...
...narcissus will flower,
Very soon the singing birds and damsels...
...will sing and dance,
In mountains and valleys, and by the brooks,
Please wait a while!
I am not disappointed, bells will ring soon,
The heavy curtain on paradise will rise,
The blazing hell that consumes me will cool down,
I will attain peace, love, and solace,
Pain and pangs of separation will flutter away,
Like the harsh winter days,
I won't have to sift through the snow storms again

Mykoul