I Was Not Aware Of The Mystery Poem by Mohammad Younus

I was not aware of the mystery
when I first sat at the threshold...
of my beloved's Harem,
What was the power that made me take
a lifetime decision...
to sit listening to the sweet melodies...
coming out of the mouth of my beloved,
Jumping out like poems from my heart's depths...
through the windows of her Harem...
calling out to me in soft whisper:
You are not my other,
Take out the plug of your heart's ear,
Come in! You will see my vast mystery,
like a bud opens up to send out its fragrance;

In the late hours of the night of music, I looked up,
I found the morning light had dawned upon me,
I felt in a moment that I was very fortunate in this world,
The indefinable without name and form in his mercy...
was filling me up with light upon light (knowledge and wisdom) !
Had taken me in the musical arms as my own mother;

When the sweet voice divine stops coming from my right ear,
In the very next moment, it starts pouring in from my left ear,
Just as a mother suckles her baby child first from her right breast,
Then, she takes it away to put her left breast into baby's mouth,
Mother can never hold back her milk,
Put your mouth on her breast; Mother milk is the best...
If you want to get the best of your mother.

Mykoul