Mera dard, naghma-e be-sada,
meri zaat, zarra-e be-nishaan.
meri zaat, zarra-e be-nishaan.
Mere dard ko jo zuban mile,
mujhe apna naam-o nishaan mile.
Meri zaat ka jo nishan mile,
mujhe raaz-e nazm-e-jahan mile.
Jo mujhe ye raz-e nihan mile,
meri khamoshi ko bayan mile.
Mujhe ka’ynaat ki sarwari,
mujhe daulat-e do-jahan mile.
- Faiz
Some may find this reading (“mystical murmuring”) of Faiz rather surprising. I can only suggest looking at this poem more closely. And this reading is limited to the meanings expressed in this poem; I am not making any extrapolations about Faiz or his other works. You will find amazing intersections between this poem and the ending thought at the bottom of my previous post (on Dua Kumayl).
there are moments when you feel that you are almost there….
touching the infinite
that you are one with the vast universe
its expanse forever stretching beyond the realms of this earthly existence
like the silence between two notes
like the fleeting gaze of the Beloved
drink it with your breath
before it is gone…..
there are moments when you feel that you are almost there….
touching the infinite
that you are one with the vast universe
its expanse forever stretching beyond the realms of this earthly existence
like the silence between two notes
like the fleeting gaze of the Beloved
drink it with your breath
before it is gone…..