A Caller's Melodious Azaan Poem by Mohammad Younus

A caller's melodious azaan...
...from the heaven in early morning hours...
...brings me out of deep dream;
I hear the azaan sitting quietly behind my eyes,
The caller goes on calling from the heaven;
I hear the mysterious call by my eyes, in silence;
The Azaan melody penetrates my each pore;
I get absorbed in the sweet sound of azaan so much...
...that I start feeling that I am myself azaan!
The Mystery! Unknowable, Unlearnable!
The virtue of Heavenly Azaan! ! !

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