Mysteries Are Beauty Poem by Mohammad Ridwan Al Hasan

I reached for your mistery, Turning into frozen drift,
I hold for you a majesty, Knowing you may break the gift
I wrote for you a literary, pulling myself in the deepest flit
I told you my unseen misery, rearing in the darkest shift.

But It seemed to me worthiness
Which provoked some feathers awaking my soul
Then I found something everywhere
That made me eloquent to play a heroic role

I searched for the unseen scenario
Finally, It came to me through your way
I searched for perpetual ecstasy
That precisely appeared to me like the sunray.

Then I professed loudly not vaguely
Mysteries are beauty, full of eternal raptures
I announced the words harmoniously
that mysteries are beauty, and we shouldn't capture