The heavenly music comes to this soul,
With open ears and eyes I sit to listen...
Calmly and graciously this lovely voice,
Why can't I listen to the Gabriel's bell and know...
...the eternal word of God echoing under the dome?
The green meadows on the earth...
...like the paradise in the heaven...
...resonate with God's eternal word;
With bricks of love build you towers of love,
Know that the Lord of Love is our final fate;
Seek no nearness to those full of hate...
People of hate with the nasty debate!
Don't abuse your tongue!
Don't blacken your face!
Speak, listen, and see only God's word!
Narrate the story of love to the sick humanity;
God shall forgive all your sins and misdeeds;
Heavens shall leave their doors open for you;
Where the houris and angels are waiting...
To allow you hear the Song of Love.
MyKoul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem