Nights Turn Gently Into Day Poem by Mohammad Younus

Nights turn gently into day,
as daylight is kissed by the unclouded sun—
its light and warmth, an essential force.
Gazing inward, at the sun within,
reveals a divine pattern, ecstasy born of grace.

Conscience, conscience—
wait patiently,
for it wakes up from deep slumber...

Subconscious, subconscious—
urging the soul to speak ancient truths
of our home, bathed in eternal light and song.

To hear that sacred melody,
to bask beneath the divine light,
requires a soul pure as on the day of Alast.
If we could regain this consciousness,
how could we break our sacred vow?
To know the divine as the cause
of creation's unfolding—
the source of all that shines.

MyKoul