By: Maleksabet Ebrahimi

Chapter One

1 – Creation

Through the night, a host of angels sang with zeal,
Chanting Ya Haqq and Ya Hu in a fervent appeal.
Stamping the clay of Adam beneath their feet,
They infused it with turmoil, its essence complete.

Each angel, a master of their unique craft,
Tested the traits they carefully grafted and staffed.

One by one, they shaped the soul’s design,
Blending the mortal with the divine.

Each trait bore countless secrets to unfold,
And every angel inscribed them, subtle and bold.
The mysteries hailed from realms beyond sight,
Their keys hidden within the gaze’s light.
To each, the traits could be unlocked and revealed,
Through the lens of the heart and the truths concealed.

A scribe, with graceful penmanship and art,
Inscribed a destiny on each forehead’s chart.
Scribes stood in rows, aligned one by one,
Each crowned with a crest, their tablets begun.