On Coming Near To The Forbidden Tree Poem by Mohammad Younus

On coming near to the forbidden tree...
...He frowns and asks me to leave the paradise;
On leaving the God's sanctuary:
I listened to my guilt, and my Spirit wept...
...in its asking for forgiveness;
I repented and supplicated to my God:
'Our Lord, we have wronged ourselves...
...and if You do not forgive us and have mercy upon us...
...we will surely be among the losers.'
Though my ego balks to accept my guilt...
...my heart is full with remorse, and is uneasy;
So I pledge to live as the modest being...
...and walk as such on the earth as a pure servant...
...with my head raised toward the heaven;
What good is the wealth and luxuries of the world...
...when the spirit is in pain?

The worldly thoughts are but worried about me:
For closing my eyes at the fine physiques of damsels;
They mock me for my unworldly lifestyle;
They look with wonder at my eyes...
...swollen and reddened with night vigil;
And not a one of the worldly thoughts speaks wisely;
Their souls are blunted, their eyes are blurred;
They are the goat-footed thinkers.

How can a person of knowledge and wisdom...
... hold back from longing toward rising to heights?
By God and God's beloved,
I'll keep my oaths; I'll climb the cliffs;
and ascend to the uppermost summit;
And caste my glances at the beautiful manifestation of the Real;
Until the word 'God is beautiful, and He loves His beauty' makes sense to me.

MyKoul