Simplicity Of Being Poem by Shaykh Zulqarnain

His clothes are plain, his ways are mild,
Contentment shines upon his smile.
No need to chase or impress the crowd,
At peace with self, his head unbowed.

Let others grasp at wealth and fame,
He walks a path no gold can claim.

The rich man's treasures turn to rust,
True wealth lies not in coins but trust.

So many souls yet to be known,
All dimensions open, vast, unshown.
Both here and far his heart may roam,
For home is where the heart finds calm.

Beauty and truth are unconfined,

The loving heart is richly mined.
Beyond all worlds, within, above,
Abides the priceless wealth of love