Subhaan Allah— Poem by Mohammad Younus

Subhaan Allah—
Glory to the Ever-Existing One.
Al-hamdu lillaah—
All praise to the One without need.
Allahu Akbar—
The Greatest, beyond all bounds.

From the Universal Source,
limitless, boundless, free,
existence flows—
a river of light,
unseen yet felt,
unspoken yet heard
in the silence of the soul.

From Its infinite depths, all things arise,
blossom, fade, and are reborn—
not by chance, but by the will of the One.

Every atom, every star,
every breath of life,
is a verse in the eternal hymn of creation,
a melody woven into the fabric of time.
Mountains rise and crumble,
oceans swell and recede,
yet the Source remains—
unchanging amidst the dance of change.

In the tapestry of existence,
each thread tells a story,
each color reflects divine beauty.
And through all, the golden thread of unity runs—
unseen by the eye,
but felt in the heart's deepest chambers.
It is the whisper of the Infinite,
the pulse of the Eternal,
the truth that binds all as One.

No mind can confine the One,
no word can hold Its essence.
It speaks in the language of silence,
moves in the stillness beyond time,
unfolding truths too vast to grasp.

The deaf, the blind, the mute—
all are called to hear, to see, to speak
the name of the Absolute,
the name that is no name,
the name that is all names.

There is none but the One—
none to halt or veil
the flowing light of Oneness.
Every being, every form,
is but a reflection of the Divine—
a mirror in which the Infinite beholds Itself.

In the garden of manifestation,
He alone perceives
His eternal face,
radiant in every petal,
present in every thorn.

Beyond names, beyond forms,
beyond faiths and creeds—
He is the formless Source,
expressed through all,
belonging to none,
yet embracing all.

He is the breath within the breath,
the silence within the sound,
the stillness within the storm.
He is the beginningless Beginning,
the endless End,
the circle without circumference,
the center of all that is.

To know Him is to lose oneself,
to dissolve like a drop in the ocean—
only to find
the drop was never separate,
that the ocean was always within.

To love Him is to see His face in every face,
to hear His voice in every voice,
to feel His presence in every moment.

Subhaan Allah—
Glory to the One beyond all glory,
yet present in every atom of creation.
Al-hamdu lillaah—
All praise to the One without need,
yet delighted by the gratitude of hearts.
Allahu Akbar—
The Greatest, beyond all bounds,
yet nearer than our own breath.

In the end, there is only the One—
the Ever-Existing, the Ever-Living,
the Ever-Present.
And in the end, there is no end—
only the Infinite,
unfolding forever.

—MyKoul