His Throne Of Light Poem by Mohammad Younus

From my beginning,
From times long past,
I am His hidden treasure,
Stored in my sounding box,
He brought me forth from Nothing,
He gave me form and order,
He shaped me into a beautiful being,
A facsimile of his own beauty,
He blew into me from His spirit,
To make me creative, imaginative...
...and innovative,
Now, He summons me back,
By infusing His love in me,
My love flows out of his love,
To bring me forth from the hidden well,
He makes me ascend step by step,
Leading up to His throne of light,
Annihilating me in His shine.

Mykoul