Too Connected To This World Poem by Mohammad Younus

Too connected to this world,
yet alone enough to feel its weight—
too small within this vastness,
yet large enough to grasp the infinite.

Lost in pursuit of fleeting things,
yet sensing within me the spirit of an ascetic.
I long for free will to lead me ahead,
on the path that winds toward the divine.
But truth itself poses the question:
Can two wills coexist?
For where they clash, division grows,
and only those aligned with unity
will find peace—the rest wander alone.

I wish to mirror the divine image,
to embody it in its purest form—
but He is the formless, sane image.
To unravel the mysteries of existence,
I seek to unfold the truth of who I am—
I am the divine image, in its esoteric essence.
I refuse to live in a distorted reflection,
for there I would be untrue to myself.

I desire my conscience to be pure,
to speak of myself as I truly am—
I Am The Truth, I am the truth—the Hu.
A new name I have learned,
one that has become my breath,
connecting me to my mother's womb,
and through her, to all her children outside.

MyKoul