Was I A Child Or a Grown-Up Then Poem by Mohammad Younus

Was I a child or grown-up then,
When God took a covenant from me,
When He asked me to avoid That Forbidden Tree?
Was I a being of free will
Or a servant at the Master's call?
When I was expelled against my will,
I've been searching for my home since.
With my first breath, I heard Your call,
And began to seek You, my beloved Kun.
I've walked so many confused paths,
Confronted countless perils,
Endured fear, hope, contraction, and expansion.
I've lost my way in wildernesses, immense and wild,
Treading the sands of ancient deserts,
In search of a guide to lead me to You.
Beloved Kun, I've dreamed of drinking the Water of Life,
To experience and feel Your immortality.
For millions of lifetimes, I will long to see You,
Yet I don't know where to look for You.
Still, I always feel Your presence with me.
I know, with certainty, I originated from You,
And the distance between us Is only a flash of lightning
behind the clouds.
Suddenly, I see myself and You,
To my amazement, in the same image,
Smiling at each other—how strange!
The moon of freedom returns to me,
Everything I thought I had lost.
From the moment I was expelled from
The Garden of Eden,
I see that nothing was truly lost.
There is nothing to be restored to me,
Nothing for which I should seek redemption,
Nothing for which I should seek salvation.
Every flower, every thorn, every meadow, every desert,
Every continent, every ocean recognizes me.
Wherever I turn, I see Your smiling face.
At last, I have found my reality

MyKoul