There's a voice...
...where the Beautiful One is known...
...to sing His own praises;
When that voice is heard through...
...the windows of heart...
...the listeners whisper with exuberance:
'The Beloved must be near! '
Listen: open a window to hear the Voice...
...and breath in the sweetest tunes;
The work of the lover is to create...
...a window in the heart,
And gaze at the beauty spread out;
For the breast is illumined...
...by the light radiating from the beauty of God;
Sit at the window and hear...
....the pure voice coming from each atom!
Let earthly pursuits not distract you...
...from hearing this voice!
Find a way to your innermost secret;
Let you know this is the elixir,
So imbibe it to your fullest,
By this alchemy you shall never die;
And as you are made in the image of Rehman,
You countenance shall illumine with his light.
You shall become his intimate friend,
He shall instill in you his knowledge and wisdom.
Mykoul
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