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These are the bhajans and other songs from Smt. Shyamala Nair  of  HariOm Satsang, located in  Temple, TX.

In his collection called "Mesnavi", Rumi wrote the following poem using his favorite wooden calligraphy pen:

beshnõ een nay chon shekayat meekonad
Listen to this reed-flute, how it complains
بِشنو این نَی چون شِکایَت می‌کُند

az jodāyeehā hekāyat meekonad
it tells stories of separation pains
از جُدایی‌ها حِکایَت می‌کُند

kaz neyestān tā marā beboreedé-and
since they cut me away from the reedbed
کَز نیستان تا مَرا بِبُریده‌اَند

dar nafeeram mard ō zan nāleedand
men and women have cried into my head
در نَفیرم مَرد و زَن نالیده‌اند

seené khāham sharhé sharhé az farāgh
I seek a heart, from longing torn apart
سینه خواهم شَرحه شَرحه از فِراق

tā begooyam sharhé dardé eshteeyāgh
so the pain of yearning, I can impart
تا بگویم شَرحِ دَردِ اشتیاق

har kasee k'oo door mānd az aslé kheesh
From their roots, whoever remains away
هر کسی کو دور ماند از اصلِ خویش

bāz jooyad roozgār vaslé kheesh
seeks a reunion with the self one day
باز جوید روزگارِ وصلِ خویش

man bé har jam'eeyatee nālān shodam
In every crowd, I cried out in despair
من به هر جمعیتی نالان شدم

jam'é badhālān ō khoshhālān shodam
with happy and sad I became a pair
جُفتِ بَدحالان و خوش‌حالان شدم

har kasee az zané khod shod yāré man
whoever thought they confided with me
هرکسی از ظَنِ خود شد یارِ من

az darooné man najost asrāré man
did not seek the secrets inside of me
از درون من نَجُست اَسرارِ من

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