The Divine Speaks In Whispers Poem by Mohammad Younus

The divine speaks in whispers,
Carving wisdom into stone,
Unfolding the timeless story
Of the river's journey home.

From the ancient sea it started,
Flowing on its destined course,
Returning to the mother sea,
The source of all life's force.

I kneel beside the river's edge,
Its pulse beats in my heart,
It whispers softly: 'You are whole—
In every drop, the sea takes part.'

The river, flowing, stays connected,
Bound to its eternal source.
It begins in the sea,
And ends in the sea,
A sacred, unbroken course.

I am the silent witness here,
Of river and sea as one—
A sacred dance of unity,
Eternal, never done.

For only to a blind eye,
Do river and sea seem two.
Their essence is a single truth:
One spirit flowing through.

MyKoul