Primal Conscience Poem by Mohammad Younus

A voice calls me always
Sometimes it comes as a soft
Jingling bell
Sometimes it comes as a bee buzzing sound
Sometimes it comes as a calming waterfall sound
Sometimes it comes as a sweet flute sound
But always it says:
Wake up, my child.
You are living in slumber
There's no safety in that!
Remember:
What you are
Where you come from
Why you here are
Let a deeper meditation
Open to you the secret hidden
You are God's full-size mirror
That reflects all his attributes
That you are God's agent
That executes what He wills
There is no fun in waiting for someone
To whisper in your ear
The answers to your questions
No point in getting to searching outside
What you are looking for outside
That already you hold in your self
Right now you are like a hungry spirit
Wearing yourself out with no profit
Come home and rest
Give up this fruitless search
Let yourself be one of the Self-mad
Faithful only to the beauty you are
Let the beauty hold you close
Remember the prophet's saying
God is beautiful and loves the
Beauty
So playing mellow music to you
While rocking your cradle
Remember, there is one beauty in your whole being
When you behold it, give your life to it
Don't be squint-eyed
Gaze at it attentively to lose yourself
Completely to the divine beauty
This is the primal consciousness
Now no mystery remains
You know the divine light in you
You have known your lord

Mykoul