Heemāl Poem by Mohammad Younus

Before this world was born,
I carry the memory of Heemal,
With a strand of her lock I came here,
Hidden within me, though invisibly,
One end in my palm, one rooted in her crown,
That keeps me bound to her unbreakably,
All the while, I long to see her dazzling face,
I try to draw her to myself, she but drags me to herself,
From the moment of Time's first-drawn breath,
Love resides in us -
A secret locked in the heart's hidden vault,
Within my soul, it takes the shape of an inner lark,
Singing melodiously songs of separation,
What can I do but head towards her home,
Her light illumines the shrine of my heart,
Constantly I love her as much as I can

Mykoul