Miraculous Light

The miracles are from the heavens,
A copy of the globe is found there.
Before we entertain each other,
Inspect the eyesight and love.
My mighty head sounds different
Like a woodpecker and its pecking.
Miracles deliver a praise of the heavens
And the Earth is once then found.
A globe has muttered a prayer from within
Inside which is light, and more light.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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