Thorn-like tears bring you pain
As they pour from your eyes
The images of an innocent face
Linger deep down, somewhere inside
Within, you surely heard the echoes of the enchanted voice
It was wrapped around the fierce winds
And to a smiling, blissful, angelic flower you spoke
Fly away
Beyond the mountains
Just beneath the heavens
Let the sky cradle you
Enter a world of happiness
Fly away o fly away
With coloured stones you mask your heart
From the pain of our separation
With wavering strides you stumble
Removed and far away, tortured in your memories
Held captive by the words you gave me
Once in absolute release to life
I have seen that we were never apart
This i had to tell you
I am here
Beyond the mountains
I am here
Underneath the skies
I am here
In a world of joy
I am here
I am here
I am here!
Sapano se pucho
It passes so quickly this cycle of life
Close your eyes for a second and an eternity has passed
How strange this is, nothing can stop its tide
All efforts would be fruitless
Now question those dreams
Ask them which is real
And your memories why they exist
Enquire of sorrow how it feels to be wrapped in bliss
And the architect of life
What creation truly is?
What is this affection? Where is this place called love?
Those that find it, how do they reach it?
Who gave assistance, grace and favour, who did all this?
Have you examined a segment of happiness?
As we exhale each breath is bound to a term
And gently coaxed we open our eyes
We observe the secret
Indeed you should ask sometime
We wait for tomorrow
Should it ever show?
What lies ahead – who really knows?
And time at its leisurely pace goes
Not confined or restricted
Uncertain of the moment
When the rope holding together each breath of life is rent
Enquire of the blind an illustration of light
And those whose steps falter the crutch that would keep them upright
Quiz the broken hearted concerning the medicine for its healing
And of the soul
It’s companion in being
A thousand books
You study the words of a thousand books,
But never did you study yourself
Again and again you journey to the temples and mosques,
Yet never a desire to unlock the doorway to your own heart
Every second is spent fighting the devil,
Yet your demons you avoid, why?
Sayeth Peer Bulleh Shah -
Stretching high to conquer the sky,
But yet to conquer the one who resides within.
