Inspirations from Wisdom,
Hanging from the celestial dome,
Waves of knowing roll toward the shore,
Where I stand, waiting.
The sea wind scatters reason,
And my spirit drifts across—
life's tormented sands.
Yet healing whispers rise—
from a sublime landscape,
Their unfolding charisma lifting—
veils of mystery.
Time dissolves into prisms,
Space transforms into—
a tapestry of geometry,
Colors unfurling as—
a cosmic spectrum.
Dancing quasars whirl like—
celestial dervishes,
And in their spinning—
silence is born—
A moment where nothing exists,
Yet everything begins.
Pearls of wisdom, inlaid,
Unity's enlightenment:
Infinite and whole.
Hymns ascend:
Allah Subhanahu wa Ta'ala,
His Name carried wide,
in the perfect mantra, Hu—
The breath of silent prayer,
Flowing beyond silence itself.
Here I stand,
Face to face with divine intelligence,
Eyes open to the infinite moment,
Where not a cloud mars the sky,
And the ocean rests in eternal calm.
I share the light of a distant star,
Its radiance delivering a final truth:
"All is born of light, Hu."
MyKoul
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