When Adam Was Still a Molding Of Water And Clay Poem by Mohammad Younus

When Adam was still a molding of water and clay,
The seed of love was planted in his soul,
The essence of a lover is not water and soil,
But through and through a lover is -
An embodiment of heart and soul,
Unveil your beauty, Beloved, and see,
How lovers present themselves at your door,
Many ascetics set their hearts on the promised Jannah,
For lovers the beloved is the be all and end all of their longing,
They ask only one thing of their beloved,
Love, love, and yet more love

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