What After Death Poem by Mohammad Younus

WHAT AFTER DEATH

It doesn't interest me
what I do
Where I go
While I live

It interests me
What I will do
Where I will go
After I die

It doesn't interest me
If I dare dream
To meet my lord
While I live

It interests me
If I take a new life
Or stay in the Barzukh
After I die

It doesn't interest me
What circles become
Around my point
While I live

It interests me
What is the point
I will move around
After I die

It doesn't interest me
What hymns
I chant
While I live

It interests me
How will I chant
Hymns and prayers
After I die

It doesn't interest me
If I am space-bound
If I am time-bound
While I live

It interests me
If I be space-free
If I be time-free
After I die

It does not interest me
If I am finite
If I am infinite
While I live

It interests me
If I will know my infinity
After I die

Let me tell the truth:
Here and there
Mean nothing to me
I will be always here
Don't visit my grave
Under the tombstone!
My clay frame alone!
Overtime that must decay
Look at the blue canopy
Look at the verdant meadows
Look at the glowing sun
Look at the shining galaxies
Look at the colourful spring
Look at the golden autumn
Look at gentle breezes
Look at forceful winds
Look at chirping birds
You will find the single life
I would say I am the life
But still I am in the clay frame

Mykoul