My Dear, My Dear Child Poem by Mohammad Younus

My dear, my dear child,
You are my guiding light.
I will follow your sacred path—
The pure glow of innocence's might.
Guided by stars that call me near,
I'll follow true, with heart sincere.
Along your stream of purest light,
I'll journey home by your glow bright—
A candle's warmth within the night.

Innocent child, I'll walk your way,
Keeping close, never led astray.
I'll sing the hymns of the Gracious One:
"If I become you, pure and true,
Grace will lift and carry me through,
Guiding me to wisdom's view."

Yes, my dear, I will find your home,
Where your song of innocence roams.
Hold my hand, precious child,
The night calls, and shadows grow wild.

I no longer wish to linger here,
In a world so fraught with fear.
I must keep away from harm,
Beneath a sky that threatens storm.
I yearn to learn from your bright soul—
To fly with wings, to feel whole.

Innocent bird, grant me your nest;
In your embrace, my soul finds rest.
It is a refuge beyond the graves—
A haven no darkness braves.
Oh, my darling, I'll not find peace,
Until you lead me to your embrace.
I trust in you, my child; I trust you.

This bright day refuses to wane—
Night cannot fall, nor dark remain.
For you are light, mystical and free—
No dawn, no dusk—pure beauty's decree.
Hold my hand tight; pull me away
From the shadows' darkened play.

My angel, sing your song so clear—
Draw me close; let your notes endear.
I'll stay awake to hear each hymn,
Dancing where light and joy brim.
When ancient sun greets morning skies,
I will rise with love, and smiling eyes.

MyKoul