You become a beauty to be adored
When the beautiful shines upon your soul,
A warm embrace that ignites your spirit,
To declare: 'I am the beautiful,
And I love my own beauty.'
A celestial bell rings in the heavens,
Proclaiming your coronation as caliph
On the divine's magnificent throne,
Encompassing the whole earth
And the boundless, limitless skies.
Yet I trembled in the light of heaven,
A mix of awe and fear gripping my heart,
When I lost my place in divine presence.
The Sun, a radiant divine, yearns to be adored
By itself, as its eternal light cascades,
Bathing me in warmth, a river of brilliance,
Illuminating the depths of my soul,
A reflection of divine wisdom softly glows
MyKoul
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