Turn 'Round and Sky Opens Its Mouth

Turn around and the Sky opens its mouth. You were sent to us. This is a book will never be shun by human. We’ve got you surrounded. Bliss and furious. Sky and death. Sky and blood. Perfection and pain. We are yours when you Believe you’re devouring us. It's rather that you eat us Than to leave us barely, For anyone you eat is in Paradise. We are yours with our mouths closed. Instruments of your rhyme. We do not differentiate. We jump through the Hoop of the sky happying because of your shimmering. We are space and We are surface. We are rough raw till your Existence come to us. The sky has a body That walks. That works is Our tremendous and Homaged revered Messenger that I can't mimic his name owing-to of coyness. Oh! My light and my initial Oh! My conclusion, Please don't Feel wrath if I call your names. Let me call them; You are ''al-Amin'' You are ''al-Mustapha'' You are ''al-Habeeb'' You are ''as-Shaheed'' You are ''al-Bashir'' You are ''al-Kareem'' You are ''al-Muzammil'' You everything, We were created because of you. We were created just to Extinguish your lovers and haters. The path was been covered in blood, Till the time you were delivered And come with your great book. Please Qur'an, support me When it's call out for general Assembly.