Dawn unveils the secret light—I rise.
In Qur'anic song of endless flight—I rise.
East burns with fire, West folds in night,
Through veils of hidden, holy sight—I rise.
The sky's tavern drains time's deceit,
Beyond its snare of fleeting might—I rise.
The throne dissolves, the heart's aflame,
It yearns for solace, purest light—I rise.
Not for crown, nor for dust's acclaim,
Freed from clay, from earth's old plight—I rise.
The soul recalls the vow of Alast,
In Love's eternal, boundless rite—I rise.
Each breath resounds the secret Hu,
In silence deeper than the night—I rise.
O MyKoul, Eternity speaks your name:
"In you I dwell—in heaven's height—I rise."
—September 15,2025
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