Nò One Was Thrilled Poem by Mohammad Younus

No one was thrilled...
...at the idea of my creation,
Even the angels raised big questions,
They were unhappy because they felt, ...
...they were superior to me...
...in knowledge and wisdom,
God filled me with knowledge abundant...
...about all ideas of his creation,
The angels got to know of my hidden treasure,
And to me all but one fell in prostration,
I thrilled in the ecstasy of my creation -
That I was to be God's chosen creation,
I smiled, my eyes glittered and my soul, ...
...revelled with vivacious splendour,
In the ecstasy of my creation,
I was sent to the earth to do my God's will,
Amongst the shattering waves of life,
There came laughter, there came tears;
There came freedom, there came binds;
A bitter elation I experienced,
A tragicomedy unfolded before me!
I became pensive, I became dejected;
I sighed reflective all the time,
Why did I to the world come!
Then the sea of music began to foam,
There was heavenly expansion in my heart,
And piercing the sky came...
...the thoughts of inspiration,
I got heavenly knowledge and wisdom,
And the meaning of my creation...
...dawned upon me,
And as I watch a million flowers...
...bloom in my vision,
I see the colour and fragrance...
...all across my excited existence,
In the ecstasy of my creation,
I hear the sound of melodious voice,
And my soul starts to rejoice,
In the resounding rhythm from dawn to dusk,
My soul gallops unbound like a wild fox...
...released from chains,
In the ecstasy of my creation!
In the ecstasy of my creation! !

Mykoul