I Love The Truth Poem by Mohammad Younus

I love the truth—
It asks not for renunciation,
But overflows with unending bliss.
I love the truth,
And embrace its sacred meaning:
A feeling so pure,
Born on the day of Alast,
When I declared,
"Yes, my Lord, I love You."

From the sun's first light
To the moon's tender glow,
The truth is my eternal song.
You cherish me as Your lover,
You know me as a seeker.
In Your dreams and will,
Do I find my destiny?
Yet still, I love the truth,
For it is my only guide.

In a fleeting moment,
I became witness to beauty unfurled—
A testament so sacred:
"You are the Truth."
Each dawn, I whisper anew:
"I love the truth
In every breath,
In the whole of creation."
To the proud theologian,
Love may seem secondary,
But for me, it is the essence.

The truth is absolute,
Hidden yet all-revealing.
In the mirror of Your manifestation,
There are no flaws,
No sorrow—only perfection.
Each creation reflects Your face,
A glimpse of infinite grace.
I love the truth
And proclaim it boldly:
This love is no fleeting fancy.

Every morning,
My inner child awakens,
Declaring with certainty:
"I love the truth today,
As I did yesterday,
And will forevermore."
If others fail to see
This Absolute Unity,
It is their loss.
Let them take their grievances to God—
It matters not to me.
I love the truth,
For it is my essence.

Nothing more need be said:
It is plain to see—
You are All in One,
And One in All.
I love You; I love the truth.
Let the world hear it,
For this is my purpose,
My eternal destiny.

MyKoul