It Is So Difficult For Me to Tell What I Hear Poem by Mohammad Younus

It is so difficult for me to tell what I hear;
I wish I could utter it in words, but I can't;
Just no words for the tunes of the unstrung harp!
But only infinitely long sweet sound of Hu;
If this divine music ever stopped...
Time would come to a halt;
I would stop living in zikrullah (remembering divine)
If I do not listen to this eternal music in my heart;
Lord's name Hu resonates all the time in me,
Like a delicate breeze creating resonation,
As it passes through the green foliage of trees;
Putting a listener's heart at rest and in peace;
It flows with grace like a roaring mountain river,
Enchanting heart and soul,
Listening to this Isme Azam (the greatest name)
My heart pulsates fast,
With a view to aligning with the sound of Hu;
Creating, as a result, a symphony of love, peace,
And serenity that never ends.

MyKoul