Kalam of the Rumi of Kashmir, Mian Muhammad Baksh (rahmatullah alayh)

January 3, 2007

Rehmat da miinh paa khudaaya
baad sukaa kar hariya
booTa aas umeed meri da
Karde mevay bhariya

Send a rain of mercy O’ Lord
Make the land verdant after being parched
Cause the plant of my hopes and desires
To become fruitful again.

MiTta maiva bakhsh jiya
Qudrat dee rakh shirin
jo khaavay ro usdaa jaaway
door hovay dil geeree

Give me such sweet fruits
Place natural sweetness in them
So that whoever eats thereof, his anger vanishes
And his sorrowness departs!

Lakh varii jay itr gulabon
Toiiyay nit zabaanaa
Naam unhaa day laaiq nahin
Ki kalimay da kaana

If you wash your tongue a thousand times
With the attar of roses
It is still not worthy to say His name
What then of the Kalima?

Main neevan mera murshid uccha
Te main ucchiyaa day sang laii
Sadaqa jaavaan unhaan ucchiyaa taaii
Jinhaa neviyaan naal nibhaaii

I am lowly my spiritual guide is high
And I have linked my end to the high ones
May I die for such lofty ones
Who have protected the lowly ones!


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