It Is True Poem by Mohammad Younus

It is true:
Most of us,
Lost in life's noise,
Do not know our true selves.

If we were birds,
We would not know we had wings
Until the wind beckoned us to rise,
Until the sky called us to soar.

If we were fish,
We would not know we could swim
Until the currents guided us
Through endless depths,
Until the ocean whispered,
'We have pearls.'

If we were clouds,
We would not know we could float
Unless the heavens stretched wide,
Lifting us to where the rain
From our cradle descends.

If we were flowers,
We would not know we could grow
Until the bees gently sucked nectar,
Until the breeze, on shoulders of grace,
Carried our fragrance to life.

Does it not show
That most of us,
Blind in illusion,
Remain unaware of—
the boundless nature within?
Are we not, at least in part,
Lost in shadows,
Unable to see the light that—
resides in us all?

For if we knew our true selves,
We would know we are more than—
the form we bear,
More than the thoughts we carry.
We are the divine will,
Unfolding in endless manifestation.

With every breath,
Do we not unveil the truth
Of who we are?

MyKoul