In The Quiet Whispers Of The Morning Breeze Poem by Mohammad Younus

In the quiet whispers of the morning breeze,
Where the sun gently kisses the mountain tops,
There are manifest myriad beauties unseen,
In every light of red and golden beams.

Through fields of emerald and skies of blue,
Where the divine dance in lovers view,
A symphony of the Everliving begins to unfold,
In every word divine tongue speaks stories untold.

In the depths of silence, where secrets reside,
Where the gnostic souls forever abide,
A universe of wonder where mysteries ensue,
The Friends of God - the Gnostic souls view.

With each heartbeat, a rhythm divine,
A melody woven through the tones fine,
Everything in the beautiful manifestation,
We find pouring forth,
Divine melody, singing Creator's glory and praise!