O Eternal Home Of Peace Poem by Mohammad Younus

O Eternal Home of Peace,
Lost between fire and the winds of time,
I seek you—my true soul—
among the ruins of fleeting days.
Your name is carried—
in the prayers of morning birds,
your light veiled by shadows cast
from blind gods' illusions.

In the hidden chambers of memory,
I guard the keys to my eternal home.
Through deserts of ash and shifting sands,
I wandered, only to lose myself
in the labyrinth of dreams—
a maze of fleeting desires,
beneath the weight of a watchful,
endless sky.

Yet even in the wilderness,
your voice finds me—
woven into the melodies of rivers,
the whispering sway of ancient trees.
You call me back with quiet assurance,
promising rebirth:

A phoenix rising
when the last star ignites
its hymn of return,
a song that completes
the circle of light.

MyKoul