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Today, the longing for my Beloved
Is over-powering; why’s my heart so sad?

Desire, like a flame in every vein
Today, why do my eyes weep floods of tears?

His radiant face in a vision I saw
And from his tresses there came a fragrance

The sight of such visions caused me to swoon
His eyes’ foot-soldiers overpowered me!

His face is bright, a moon at its fullest.
A light flashes from his brow; his tresses

Are jet black, his gaze intoxicating.
His wine-filled eyes cause inebriation!  

His two eye-brows are like an archer’s bow
Firing arrows of sharpened eye-lashes!

Shall I call his lips red or rubies from
Yemen? His white teeth are a string of pearls.

Shall I call this face life, or the Essence
Of Life, or the life of both the worlds? In

Truth, I should call it God’s greatest glory
From which He created His creation!

This face is really from the Faceless One   
The Faceless One manifests through this face

The Formless One has been seen through this face
Ever since Unity blossomed into

Diversity. This face shows the way to the
Faceless. Nay, not the way, the Essence too!

Yet this secret is not for the common;
Just the Elect may discover this pearl!

By God! May this face stay before my eyes
At the time of Death and on Judgement Day!

In my grave and when I’m crossing the Bridge.
Then alone shall the fake become pure gold!

Your rank is: “Thy Lord shall give thee” and we
Place our hopes in, “So thou art well-pleased”

This test we shall pass as the Gracious said:
“Intercede and thy intercession shall

Be accepted!” Remove thy Yemeni
Cloak and grant me a glimpse of your lovely

Face, my love!  Repeat again those sweet words
Which you spoke in the valley of Hamra.

Come from your cell to the mosque, Beloved! 
All yearn for your radiant countenance!

Both the worlds furnish thy way with their eyes
All men, angels, houris, and faerie-folk.

For all these yearning and pining ones; for
Those dying to sacrifice themselves in your

Love; and all those ready to be your thralls
May those moments of bliss return again!

Praise God! You’re most Beauteous! Excellent! Perfect!
Where is Mehar Ali and how esteemed is your praise? How did these erroneous eyes glance at you?


Aj Sik Mitran Di Vadheri Eh (Live In 1991)- TheLegend.NFAK

“Thou art all in recognition of thyself!” ― Jamil Hussain