Mustafa Poem by Mohammad Younus

MUSTAFA

Loving Mustafa is delightful;
He is the beloved of the best of creators;
He is the most majestic prophet;
His personality is awe-inspiring;
He is the object of all creation;
He is a doorway to the God's kingdom;
He is the sign of peace and protection...
For those who hold on to his flag...
With love, passion, and dedication;
He is a treasure of precious pearls;
He is the kernel and quintessence;
He is the Warner on the highest mountain;
Projecting his voice that rings out...
Across the universe in rhythmic tones...
Calling to righteousness the people...
Drowsy, drunken, and confused;
Reciting purified pages to them...
Containing the verses of wisdom;
He reminds them with weighty emphasis...
This world is like a fleeting wink...
In the long span of our existence...
Which one day shall come to an end;
He is the sole enchantment of the true lovers;
In each lover's heart is a portion from his light;
No earthly beauty can distract me...
From looking at his beauteous face...
Neither houries, nor damsels of this world;
I will follow my heart wherever I go...
As it always sings the melodies of Mustafa;
The heart without love of Mustafa is
a wasteland...
Forsaken by the lovers of Arabian musk;
The hearts without love of Mustafa...
Are arid lands without any vegetation;
The hearts without love of Mustafa
are...
Full with poisonous bushes...
The dwelling place of wretched souls.

Mykoul