When The Divine Singer Met Me Poem by Mohammad Younus

When the divine singer met me
in the dead of night
I got out of my bed
I donned the faqir's dress
And opened my heart's eyes
in the moonlight to hear
The resonating mystic sound
From first to last hour
I remember
How his bewitching song
Held me hostage
And the bees built
A hive of delightful music
In my soul
And rescued me from
The strangers
Who held me hostage
Among melancholy dripping trees
In the thorny bushy grow
I remember
My eyes coloured like the autumn landscape
walking down love lanes
watching all things radiating the light of lord

Mykoul