Walking To The Summit Of The Hill Poem by Mohammad Younus

Walking to the summit of the hill
Where the divine bell tolls,
I gaze upon a view anew,
Awestruck by the infinite beauty.
A heavy tolling sound
Awakens my heart,
Calling me to return
To the eternal garden of peace.

With divine eyes, I brush
The dust from this ancient face—
Come with me to the hilltop,
Where the wind whispers by,
And salute those who face
The Kaaba with devoted eyes,
Honoring those with valour
Who circumambulate
The House of God within.

Herald those who find joy
In the good times,
basking in God's presence,
Belief that manifests
The One, Unique--
engaged in cosmic dance.

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