The Music Of Peace Poem by Mohammad Younus

There is a harp of gold sounding in your heart:
Open your ears to hear this soft sound divine,
The sound of the God's Name! ! !
If you are not deaf, dumb, and blind...
This holy music will wake up in your soul;
When you hear this music through your iced eyes -
Gloom will be melted and will flow away;
Let your song be sweet and pleasing...
Fragrant like the wreaths of roses and jasmine!
I hate the sounds of mad gladness!
I say to you: I crave for tears of joy!
Oh lover, your heart will bloom with eternal peace,
It was attended with bitter pain before,
Was, for a long time, pining for eternal peace;
The music of peace - hu, Allah, hu -
is now descending in a liquid flow...
Filling the heart with liquid ecstasy,
As the Jamshed's cup is full with elixir! ! !

MyKoul