A reflection can never be,
The object that it reflects,
Nor can a Human ever be,
That which created Him,
From Nutfatin Amshaaj,
By His command,
Be and he was,
Open the Body,
And you Will find nothing else,
Than bones, flesh and blood,
Delve deep in the heart,
And you will find nothing else,
But yourself alone...
A Thinking Miracle!
And A Living Soul!
From ignorance to awareness,
There is a Path through darkness,
That leads straight to Light,
The light of the heavens and the earth,
The light upon light!
Though I don't Know who I am,
Thank you Lord of the worlds,
For the mystery hidden!
Mykoul
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