Hear Sits The Lover Divine, Silent, Still Poem by Mohammad Younus

Here sits the lover divine, silent, still,
in the heart of Zulumat, deep in thought.
Hopeful eyes, divine musings, a voice calling
in silent communion, where no sound falls.

With a loving heart and serene mind, he gazes
upon his beloved through a mystic haze.
Earthly eyes, blind to see, fixed tight,
unable to grasp the divine vision beyond sight.

A saddened look, a tired heart, an endless quest,
yet not torn by failure to perceive
the imperceptible truth within,
where the soul's sweet song rhymes in realms beyond.

In the kingdom of God, the lover rests,
where temples ring with melodies, and grace
embraces unity. In the hall of hope,
seekers find their seats, sharing pursuit,

where bliss and solace meet. Hearts pray
for peace and serenity, minds at rest,
spirits free in divine tranquility,
together seeking a love that never fades,

in the eternal light of God, where souls
serenade in the everlasting light.

MyKoul