On This Sacred Dawn, Beneath Heaven's Grace Poem by Mohammad Younus

On this sacred dawn, beneath heaven's grace,
Where the crescent smiles with a gentle face,
I pray Allah's mercy forever embrace—
A shield through time, in every earthly space.

May love and His light in your hearts remain,
Like olive branches after desert rain.
A beacon of faith through joy and pain,
Guiding your steps where His truths sustain.

May peace, like rivers, flow in your days,
Washing the dust of worldly dismays.
May whispers of angels thread your praise,
As hands rise in prayer, and gratitude sways.

May your table brim with blessings shared,
Hearths aglow with kinship's flame declared.
May the orphan's laugh, the elder's care,
Echo the love this holy day prepared.

With every star that graces the night,
Recall the fast that refined your light.
Know you are held in prayers taking flight—
A tapestry of hope, woven tight.

May your deeds bloom gardens where His name's sown,
And patience, like seeds, in His mercy grown.
May the Qur'an's verse in your soul be known,
A compass through valleys you've walked alone.

When the call to prayer lifts its golden sound,
And Ummah's hearts in unison are bound,
May your sins dissolve, like chains unbound,
And grace crown the peace you've sought and found.

So feast with the sun, rest under the moon,
For trials endured are blessings in bloom.
In both worlds' embrace, may your souls commune—
Eternity's joy, your eternal heirloom.

Stay steadfast, my brothers, in faith's pure stride,
Allah's hands guide where your journeys reside.
**Eid Mubarak**—with Heaven as your guide,
Walk in His light, never dimmed, never denied

MyKoul