This Lord Exists
You conquer a lordship of the world,
While He, the Creator, masters the world
With his creation, the light of existence.
A secret bestowed upon the Gnostics,
Conquers the people of light, if pain exists.
I saw them in parties of youth,
Yet when the loved one seeks more love
From His Lord he abandons youth
And is plunged into a darkness of life
Called adulthood, the parents of your soul.
We have a secret that the Lord does not give
But some of us possess it forever.
poem by Naveed Akram
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