Yearn I For The Secret Room Poem by Mohammad Younus

Yearn I for the secret room,
Where I ponder His Wisdom;
Green signals beckon my soul,
And the stream of revelation
makes me whole.

I want to live in this room
through my life to behold,
The glorious intelligence;
Bowing down to the sacred One,
I hear a soft, gentle sound,
Opening the grand door,
To the city of divine knowledge.

Let me remain in this room
in deep contemplation,
In peace and solace;
Without any intercessor in between
Me and the Cosmic Intelligence,
To feed me with the divine's
living song of wisdom.

MyKoul