When I was a little child.
I saw Allah as my overlord
I saw the prophets and the people of Allah
Leading me to light from darkness
I saw the poor enjoying in Jannah
I saw the rich burning in the flaming fire
I thought all the people see like me
Alas! When I got mature
Watched the mysteries of life and death
Watched the people differ in billion ways
I realized all do not see the ame way
Mykoul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful mystic realisation