Soft Tunes Do Weave, A Gentle Soothing Sound Poem by Mohammad Younus

Soft tunes do weave, a gentle soothing sound,
Yet fill the heart with ecstasy profound.
So tender, music's touch, divine, not mere
A fantasy, but truth in every note.
In ecstasy, my heart, a dance does see,
A lightful soul, so sweet, so full of grace.
No contours mark the bounds of this delight,
A wondrous sound, a scene beyond all sight.
A serenade beneath the moon's embrace,
Yet not in sight, my Love, in form or flesh.
A melody that fills the heart with joy,
In mystic dreams, a whisper's silent reed.
No contours seen, but wonder all around.
In dreams and waking hours, you come to mind,
Your gentle speech admonishes with care.
Remember me, you say, and not mere dreams.
In Zikr deep, I find my solace true,
Immense the peace that lucid Zikr brings.
Seek not but truth, avoid the snares of dreams,
For in this truth, reality is found.

MyKoul