GOD"S GLORY

As the moon ascends and descends,
Amid the bloom of floating stars,
Invisible light streams guide it through,
Its journey around the Earth's heaven.

All is quiet and at a standstill,
Yet the glory of praise is chiming on,
From our limitations to eternal spheres,
Proclaiming: "God! Yours is the dawn".
Exalted is Your greatness' form,
The soul finds no substitute,
To the grandness of a beautiful morn!
(Written by Muhammad Naveed Ahmed (Emmenay) more than three decades ago. Posted on November 18, 2011).

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Written in 1975.

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