O May That Day Dawn Poem by Mohammad Younus

O may that day dawn—
When souls transcend mere flesh and bone,
No longer bound by names alone,
But sculpted into vessels of grace,
Steadfast in truth, alight with purpose,
Hearts forged like tempered steel,
Bearing the weight of wisdom's crown.
May they stand as chinars, roots deep and strong,
Sheltering the weary, guiding the lost,
Their strength a quiet force, their words a balm,
Not to conquer, but to heal,
Not to rule, but to serve.

And may that day dawn—
When women bloom beyond mere form,
Not adorned in silence, but ablaze with fire,
Carrying the grace of rivers, endless and deep,
Unshaken by storms, radiant in peace.
May they shine like the moon—gentle, yet mighty,
Illuminating shadows, nurturing life,
Their love a tapestry, woven with care,
Not to yield, but to ignite,
Not to follow, but to lead.

O may that day dawn—
When flesh and spirit walk as one,
When strength is tender and grace is fierce,
When man and woman, in truth, arise,
Reflections of the divine, whole and unbroken.
May they meet as equals, not in strife,
But in harmony—a dance of balance,
Each a mirror to the other's soul,
Each a guardian of the other's flame.

Let that day dawn—
When the world sees not division, but unity,
Not hierarchy, but wholeness.
When the masks of ego crumble to dust,
And the essence of being takes its rightful place.
May the children of tomorrow inherit
A legacy of love, not of war,
A world where the sacred is revered,
And the human spirit soars, unbound.

O may that day dawn—
When the earth exhales in relief,
When the heavens resound with joy,
For the sons and daughters of creation
Have finally come home to themselves.

— MyKoul