Thou callest might of the oceans
A tiny ditch for the stream of love
Didst not that the dropp from the ocean
In vapors to the skies in blue
Fall on earth to become stream tiny
And back to the ocean
Resideth in heart is creation’s image
In love is mirror for the one who desireth
Seest the image who knoweth the self
Nay to the roots of the tree that giveth
Sustenance is from the sun and earth
And thou seest not the beauty of heavens
Many names for one name if my heart
My love speaketh to others what may
They say to the world has some one
With one hand the sun hidden from earth
The scent of flower that the honey bee
From whence comes the sweetness sweet
My names on thy chest is but of divine
Didst love hath any source not manifest
25/6/2009
Sadiqullah Khan
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