You Chose A Corner For Worship Poem by Mohammad Younus

You chose a corner for worship,
In the blood-drenched worship place,
The house of a cruel god!
Adorned with gold and jewels,
Furnished with silky carpets of Iran,
Cool in summer and warm in winter,
What do we need from such a place?
This is just a place built by sectarian hands,
Who divided humanity intoquarreling pieces,
God Made the human heart,
The sacred place of worship,
Where rains of mercy always pour,
Where you can find, to your joy,
The fathomless ocean of elexir,
Talked of by mystics in their poems,
You chose a place of refuge,
In grand mausoleums of dead saints,
It leads to a void love,
It leads to the beauty of delusion,
It leads to the peace of pain,
Can a mute speak to a deaf?
Can a living show his face to a blind?
Ask God to show us a living sign,
Like Shoaib in the valley of Tuwa,
Who made Moses see,
The glowing light from a distance,
And listen to the tuneful divine speech,
From the speaking and glowing tree-
The mellow divine speech!
That the souls heard on the day of Alast,
Let's listen to that speech again,
Return to the place of eternity,
Where we made our first love.

Mykoul