The Branches Of Trees Sway In The Wind Poem by Mohammad Younus

The branches of trees sway in the wind,
Their rustling whispers a sacred hymn.
A hymn that resounds in the sanctuary,
Echoing truths glorifying unity.

Each note unfolds the secret untold—
To see unity in diversity's mold.
Leaves, like hands, clasp the sky,
Reaching for answers they cannot deny.

The void within hums with the song of infinity,
Echoing life's boundless divinity.
A melody woven through cosmos,
Revealing how near is the logos.

Eyes glimmer with unseen light,
Listening to tones that break the night.
Through shadows deep and sunlight's gleam,
The waking soul sails on a radiant stream.

No need to seek, no need to know—
Truth resides where the soft winds blow.
In the sway of trees, the breath of streams,
In the light and shadow of endless dreams.

Let us rest where the sacred resides,
Where the hymn of the cosmos forever abides.
For in each branch, each leaf, each sigh,
Is the eternal answer to the question 'Why.'

MyKoul