Let Me Clean My House Poem by Mohammad Younus

Let me clean my house,
and then lay down long
On the threshold of my house
To wait for you and desire
You flash your lights there
A spiritual vision clear
Thrills my soul with pleasure,
In untroubled mystic dream
Breathing of divine ecstasy,
From innermost recess
Its room does keep,
Enlightened with beams of light
In the still deep hush of night:
All through a sweetening melody
was heard that hour,
And I read from the tablets hidden
The mysteries of Heaven,
In dream undoubtedly true,
That man is the secret of God
And God is the secret of man
And their is no deity but hu

Mykoul