The Divine light,
In the silence purifies me—
Illusions fade, the past's pollution
Cleared away.
A mysterious conversation unfolds.
In the silence,
I hear Your voice again,
As it was in eternity—
The Day of Alast.
Your voice drowns me,
And my mind, calm and serene,
Welcomes Your First Speech,
Which overtakes and fills.
In the silence,
In the silence,
I awaken—
Enlightened, transformed.
In silence,
I yearn to stay,
For peace, for solace,
Freed from ego's chains.
In the silence,
Thoughts flow toward wisdom,
Pollution lifted, illusions stilled.
In the silence,
I hear Your voice,
As if beside me,
And paradise lost emerges,
Found within.
In the silence,
The Divine within speaks,
And the false self fades to shadow.
I hear the verses of the Quran,
The Word of Allah—
And am reminded:
I Am The Truth,
In the silence I am.
MyKoul
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