Listen! I will speak of the sweetest music;
That comes to me in the middle of the silence,
When noise-makers have slept for their rest;
It seems to me that in this absolute silence,
I am absorbed in wondrous unity;
I hear music sweet coming from every side,
Wound round with the praised light;
The brightest of beams that the lightful sun,
Of the unseen emits;
All the friends of the Lord heard this holy music,
Through all eternity,
And got absorbed in that what words can't explain;
But people with unholy spirits cannot hear,
Such holy melody, as if their ears are plugged,
This holy melody envelopes magically,
All people and all this glorious creation;
Wondrous is the holy melody!
Washes off the stains of duality!
Binds to the Secret of Unity!
Wound by the holy threads of divine melody,
And enlightened by the divine light holy,
The Friends of Allah see the secret of One-reality.
MyKoul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem