'Ihsan' whispers to me—
You are beside me.
Not a fleeting thought,
But the breath in my chest,
The quiet pulse beneath my skin.
This is devotion—
Not in grand displays,
But in the stillness of certainty,
In the gaze that seeks no proof,
Only faith that gazes back.
And if my eyes wander,
Distracted by the world's noise,
If my heart forgets to hold You close,
I return with trust unshaken—
You watch over me
through the ten dimensions,
Vast yet near,
Invisible, yet intimate,
Everywhere, always.
You come as a butterfly,
Poised gently on the curved grace
of a lotus petal,
Fragile, yet alive with light.
You come as a bee,
Drawn to the rose's sweet nectar,
Humming, tireless,
A presence in the dance of life.
I hear You in the spring's soft murmur,
Whispering secrets to the earth.
I feel You in the rushing stream,
Boisterous and free,
Unstoppable in its course.
I behold You at dawn—
Tender dew upon green turf and leaves,
Silent gifts of mercy,
When light opens its eye upon the earth.
When night draws its curtain,
You remain beside me—
A steady flame in darkness,
A beacon without fear or flicker.
When morning breaks,
You are beside me,
Clothed in the gold of new light,
Your garment changed,
Your essence unchanged.
Always near—
In every moment, every breath,
In joy and in silence,
The unseen constant.
You are beside me.
You never leave my side.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem