At last He is the pivot of my vision For whom; you have become an example O’ My Mother! For whom; Toor was decorated as stage For whom; there is no use of sleep and or tiresome For whom; who have power of control of universe And who is most Merciful and Beneficent Who! exists before and after the time His Honor of love that you are selected As your motherly feelings and you are matchless in the world I have listened to a call of Unseen Eternal Voice “I used to love my human not less than seventy mothers”
A translation of my own poem written in Urdu language. The name of book is "RAH TAKTI AANKH (راہ تکتی آنکھ)" Toor is a famous mountain in Egypt where under a shady mysterious tree Hazrat Musa talked with God according to Islamic History.