Gnostics Blink Far Less Than Agnostics Poem by Mohammad Younus

Gnostics blink far less than agnostics,
Their eyes open wide to all that is—
In a world brimming with wonder,
Each moment stretches infinite.

Solemn dances, hushed and still,
In the Gnostic mind, where light thrives.
No need to shield from night's veils;
They drink in the divine light we often miss.
It's not about seeing worldly things,
But living deep within each second,
Dwelling with the essence of the divine.

An uninterrupted gaze they hold,
Fixed upon the beauty of the Eternal.
Their blinks are rare and precious,
Like mirrors to their sacred faces—
Each glance, a gentle remembrance,
To cherish the unblinking moments.

MyKoul