Once I See My Face In The Mirror Poem by Mohammad Younus

Once, I see my face in the mirror,
my egocentric self whispers:
'You're handsome, serene, gentle,
unique.'

Twice, I see my reflection,
deep wrinkles and a tanned visage,
and I ponder:
time is slipping away,
cleansing my mind
of shallow thoughts.

Thrice, I look again,
the outer beauty still enchants,
but the eyes, they reveal nothing—
no soul within.

Four times, I gaze and listen,
hearing divine words from my own mouth:
'I am the truth, the voice divine.'

A fifth look reveals
something warm, lively,
the One-reality we all seek.
The first beauty fades,
becomes transparent,
as the heart's glow
illuminates true beauty on my face.

—MyKoul