He Holds My Hand Poem by Mohammad Younus
He Holds My Hand
He holds my hand,
And leads me;
Faces with smiles me,
As I turn my head,
To the empty sides;
A vision I had had never before!
Asking me confidentially,
To open my ears and eyes,
On every thing of His creation,
Which often hides the real,
Behind His own beauty's smile.
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