The Blessed Souls Poem by Mohammad Younus

The Blessed souls from the Ocean of Tawheed!
Through unending hearing of hu hu...
...perpetually remember the eternal truth...
...under the musical wreaths on their bodies and souls;
True love resides in their heart...
...which does not vanish even with death;
The water of life never stops flowing through their veins;
Their bonds of love with their beloved are strong and unbreakable;
Khizr always walks with them hand in hand...
...to reveal the divine secrets to them;
The rose garden of their heart...
...never turns pale with autumn wind;
So the nightingale of love through all seasons rejoices there...
...and sings the song of union in their rose garden;
The hundred voiced nightingale never goes into silence!
Heaven's instrument of music is never broken!
Such that the lovers receive constantly...
...the tidings of union that
'You will surely arise forth from the dust...
You will see your beloved with the host of angels...
...showing up to welcome thee! '
My soul, too, like a humming bird....
...yearns for union with the eternal truth,
I hope to arise and soar freely in the divine space...
...after I get free from the snares of the world;
The voice of my lord calls me to walk to him;
So I remember the Name of my Lord all the time...
...and I religiously devote myself to Him...
...with a complete devotion! ! !

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