The Mother Of The Book Of Secrets Poem by Mohammad Younus

The mother of the book of secrets,
is nothing but you,
Of all the mirrors of the divine beauty,
Your mirror is the most special,
In this mirror alone you will find,
The reflected sees, hears and speaks,
And says my reality is nothing but you,
Not a thing in this world is outside of you,
If you want to seek the Divine, seek that within you,
But you seem to be like a captive bird,
That sings remembering his home,
When you obtain awareness, you shall know,
Your cage is merely a delusion,
Your separation is mere delusion.

Mykoul