The Sound Of The Name And The Name Of The Sound Poem by Mohammad Younus

THESOUNDOFTHENAME
ANDTHENAMEOFTHESOUND

Lost for years in the wilderness
Seeking him who controls me
Deep down!
Touching my soul deeply
Who stops me
Worshipping his other
I strived a lot to know him
I failed miserably
lamenting over my senseless venture
I surrendered and sat still
Brooding: Who am I
A puppet of some mysterious force!
A painful thought struck my heart
Instantly, I heard a whistle tune
That made me go into swoon
I felt the whistle coming to me
From the other side of a burning lake
I decided to cross over to the other shore
Walked to the overbridge
Oh! This is a bridge of raw thread
Of course, this is not safe
It is risky to cross it over
I could fall into the inferno below
A voice came from across
No need to worry
You should never fear to fall
Into the raging fire down
Walk towards me fearlessly
I am you and You are I
But right now
You are a stranger to me
You are a set of contradictions
You are Adam, the honored one
You are Iblīs, the scorned one
You are the believer
You are the unbeliever
You are the bride
You are the bridegroom
You are the servant
You are the master
You are Moses
You are pharaoh
You are knowledge
You are ignorance
You are at war
You are for peace
You are merciful
You are cruel.
Be on your guard!
Forsake your contradictions
Know your being, your true self
You are the sound of the name
And the name of the sound