We came out of nothing
To go back to nothing
Nothing we know about Him
Whose grandeur pervades over nothingness
And whence he created scheme of things
To diffuse again to nothing
From dust He brought out jewels
They glimmered and made a cause
For their concealment under thickness of clay
Only men brood over this nothingness
When see existence melting into nothingness
For they were bestowed with sense
Though of no use utterly nonsense
Humans are bound by limits
Not to reach beyond
To find trace of secrets revealed
Be nothing and see
What may come out
I see a particles of dust being enlarged
Covered by light
dazed sight
His concept of nothing
In splendid shape
It was thee paragon---
Of all beauty
Of love
Of virtue
Of wit
Of delicateness
Of truth
Of innocence
Seeing thee
Getting thy countenance
Thy rosy self
Thy fragrance
Sweet jingle of thy voice
Lakes of heaven flow in thy eyes
Perpetually smiling lips
Swarthy locks indication of
Night of union
Prophecy of rapturous moments
Thou art fountain
whence springs pure waters of optimism
I am happy,I swim therein
Sprinkle that to drench all
So that all may see lighter phase in life
Continues this process
Since I cast first glance on thee
And infatuation not waited
For another
He is great to create me
To care thy features
From nothing
All powerful--
Made everything
All praise for His accomplished craft
I bow before Him
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