There Must Be Sound That Springs From Silent Depths Poem by Mohammad Younus

There must be sound that springs from silent depths,
A whisper born from stillness, pure and true.
No mortal tongue can speak of this, save those
Who've felt the grace of God upon their soul,
Confirming resurrection's mystic chord.
How can this sound connect me to myself?
No one can voice the secret, none but me.
Alone, I guard the magic of this sound,
The power to revive from death's cold grasp.
Yet worse, the world dismisses my truth,
Saying, "MyKoul, it is but fantasy."
God help me, for this sound has wrapped me tight,
Enshrouded in its spell, I live entombed,
Alive yet mummified by sacred notes.

MyKoul