They Ask What My Soul Does... Poem by Mohammad Younus
They Ask What My Soul Does...
They ask what my soul does...
...detached from world?
My soul gives a gentle smile...
...and softly tells them...
...like the dew drop carried away...
...by the morning sun:
He mixes in me in a manner...
...you are rather ignorant of,
Know this mystical truth from me,
He is from me, I am from Him
Mykoul
Friday, July 24, 2020
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