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THE TRUTH THAT VERY FEW KNOW ABOUT
The day begins with long shadows,
And ends darkening some meadows;
In between everything fades away
Forms exist, images don't show.
The mirror reflects, I think it's me,
'You' reassure that it is really me;
In our eyes too are but reflections,
How can we assert it is reality?
The angels were ordered to bow I am told,
But one rebelled, he thought he was bold,
Inside us and outside us,
Is the mystery of everything untold.
Nothing but a name I think I am,
Remove that label and try to scan,
My form and image in totality,
Only He exists where nothing else can.
Hussain bin Mansoor Al Hallaj*,
Lost his shadow and identity,
Those who stoned him did not see the 'Him',
Al Hallaj the name was killed but not 'He':
"The Truth" existing in all of us
And blessing all humanity.
