Nothing Happens, Nothing You See Poem by Mohammad Younus

Nothing happens, nothing you see,
when you're in an eclipse.
Wait—the day's sunlight will wipe away
every shred of darkness.
A dark night will light up
with a whispered promise from the Lord,
that the sun will rise at dawn.
He whispers, 'All I want is that you feel me constantly
in your heart and soul, in your eyes and ears,
under your nose, and on your skin like the sun.
My golden light will bring life to your phantom buildings.'

Then, I see my true self
under the sunlight in my mirror.
It is exquisitely beautiful,
but I have no one to show it to.
He stands with me when I look in the mirror—in divine serenity.
I try to get into the mirror, to hug
my reflection, and hold it in my arms,
but the mirror holds me back outside.
It is the only curtain standing,
though transparent, between Him and me.
And it tells me, 'My child, if you wish to know your True Self,
do not shine your light of eyes on others, but on yourself.'

---MyKoul