All Is He Poem by Mohammad Younus

When you were not yet manifested...
There was no other thing beside you;
When you revealed yourself in infinitude of beings...
All your manifestations seemed to me your other;
Outwardly, you are a lover, inwardly you are the beloved;
In fact, the inward and the outward are your two visages;
You are yourself speaking this truth to me;
No one can speak about you except you;
Your speaking through intuition is pure wine for me;
My drunkenness from your tavern of love...
Permits me speaking to you frantically;
The wine-pourer is never wearied!
The drinker never full...
From drinking to the dregs the wine of love;
So, I often ask you, have you something more?
Give me more and more of your wine...
To keep intoxicated my inner heart and soul!

Mykoul