Book Of Mysteries Poem by Mohammad Younus

Reading the book of mysteries, in the nights' mist,
Over the rose of my heart sings the nightingale divine

This charming rose hears with devotion the song divine
And to the sweet melody swings and dances in rhythm

The rose learns the song divine from the knightingale divine
And starts singing through night and day the hymns divine

The rose gives thanks to his creator for giving him beauty divine
Get you too into your heart, and enjoy the sweet song divine

Strive to know the mystery before life is taken away thine
If you fail to know yourself, how can you know the secret divine

Your soul too will hear like this poet the hymns divine;
And will awaken from the illusion of separateness.

Mykoulk