Silently My Soul Whispers Poem by Mohammad Younus

Silently my soul whispers,
Like a nightingale's song,
Perched upon a winter window,
As snowflakes drift and fall:

Remember
The paths you've walked
Through all the summers,
When the earth was alive
And brimming with light.

Now seek the hidden grains,
Even as the earth slumbers,
Beneath a heavy quilt of snow.

The truth is calling—
A quiet, urgent voice
That bids you not to sleep,
When wakefulness is needed most.

Awaken!
For shadows weave illusions
That blur the mirrors of wisdom,
And veil the beauty of knowledge true.

Hear this whisper:
Winter is not the end,
But a silent beginning,
Where seeds of clarity lie buried,
Awaiting the warmth of your awakening.

MyKoul