My Yearning For Allah Grows Acute With Every Passing Day. Poem by Mohammad Younus

My yearning for Allah grows acute with every passing day;
My heart gets obsessed with his zikr with every passing day;
My longing for Allah gets stronger with every passing day;
My eyes roll up, high and higher, with every passing day;
My eyes fix their glances without waver at His beautiful manifestation;
His shining face appears to me as I vision His colorful manifestation;
My joy knows no bounds as I smell the fragrance of His beautiful flowers;
I perceive His oneness with the eye of my intellect as I sight His visions;
Wheresoever I turn to, His face shines like the full moon;
A brilliant light radiates from His suns of His manifestation;
That illuminate my black eyes, and give me enlightenment;
I am sure His light is the essence of my life, and of the entire universe;
The truth is that it is the glory of God from which all other glories emanate;
Allah is the Light of the heavens and the earth;
Light upon Light!
Allah guides to His Light whom He wills.

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