The Mystic Eye Sees Poem by Mohammad Younus

The mystic eye sees
The things unseen
It gives wings to you
To fly up and up
With hope and pleasure
Cross the contours
Of skies and earth
Touch the Sultan's pedestals
Rise up the seven-runged escalier
To see the Sultan's glittering face
Ecstasies cheerful
Shall fill you full
At each rung of the escalier
Ah! all these glimpses are
But bound to set
Be it sun, stars, or moon
Forms and shapes all disappear
lā uhibul āfilēn, lā uhibul āfilēn
All that comes and goes
All that rises or sets
Is the fantasy and unreal
Not the reality fathomless
At the seventh rung
Crumbles down underfoot
The wall of partition
You get a severe jolt
You see yourself
In the Sultan's stead
Your face blushes with
The heat of mystic flame
You behold with surprise
You are the real Sultan
All the confusion and tumult
Comes to sudden end
You are back now
To the realm of humankind
Back to the pavilion
Where from you started
The journey to the Sultan
But now spiritualised
You carry sultan's monogram
On your forehead
The sign of a true faqeer
Light and sound go
Hand in hand in you
That embelish your beauty
The angels around the throne
Envy your beautiful face
Mystic eye is split open
To see, hear, and speak
I am the mystic eye
I see in wonder the Sultan
In my own image

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