It Is Not A Big Job To Remember God At Night Poem by Mohammad Younus

It is not a big job to remember God at night,
When you have no other thing to do;
When the business houses are closed down;
A true devotee remembers him all the time;
When from the unknown minaret he hears...
the melodious call...
...he gets up and murmurs to himself in his heart:
'This is the time to give up the mundane work;
Ah, who had held me so long in delusion?
Who had plugged up my ears with wool?
I was asleep for too long at the breast of my bride;
This faithless bride of world has fooled me so long.'

Some angel whispered to me secretly:
'We constantly tried to wake you up from your sleep,
But you pretended as if you heard not our call.'
My sleeping soul cried out then in its dream:
'God, you are close by me, I hear the sweet melodies;
Your angels are singing the song of songs for me;
I was a fool, forgive me please, for waking up so late'.

The merciful God tells me:
'But still you are in the dream, come out of it now...
...to hear my melodies in awareness;
I want my servant should not stay dreaming in sleep...
...forsaking me'.

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