In The Sacred Fire Of Love Poem by Mohammad Younus

In the Sacred Fire of Love
Like Abraham in the sacred fire of love,
I am enveloped—
its flames rising as tongues that speak without words.
Each blaze births light, a burning sound,
telling the story of the first spark in eternity.

Born when the Creator's hands shaped the void,
summoning form with the command, Be!
And it became.
We drum to its melodious rhythm,
our hearts attuned to its eternal beat.

Smoke spirals upward,
prayers woven in silence,
carried to the heavens.

The fire, blazing and infinite, reminds us:
We are neither beginning nor end.
We are ember, ash, and flame—
the eternal circle unbound by time.
We are as we were, as we will be,
as we are now—
flashes of the Real Being,
who begets not, nor is begotten,
unique, beyond all similitude.

—MyKoul