Truth Has Only A Single Face Without A Mirage

I am among those whose one night prayers, An aeons prayer and you all knew and seen, The saints of Cave Kahf the sleepers, I mean Dry tree that gave juicy fruits to eat to survive, I have made the path on the river to cross to save I am that baby who rubbed the ground when thirsty Water started flowing and till flowing and will flow You know I am killed yet truth is something else Still hid within shroud white, blinded to this world The cave Hira when lit with heavens light and came, A change unto oneness is refined and defined again For I know false faces is nothing but reflected image, Truth has only a single face without a mirage