Now When I Rise Poem by Mohammad Younus

Now, when I rise,
A musical breeze pulls me
Deep within, into perfect silence,
Where I breathe in wisdom,
Filling my intellect,
As the Divine whispers
Secrets into the ears of my heart—
Secrets I still hear, as on the Day of Alast.
And if I dive deeper, it is like a bird,
Soaring higher with its wings.
When I remember my birth, it feels
As though my ears are still opening
In the Garden of Eden.
In the Divine presence,
The musical breeze follows me.

MyKoul