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I look for you when I am alone

The only one who felt like home

.

Frantically, my panic has grown

Then I realize –

In everything,

In my very being, 

you are shown

.

You are me and I am you

I am not alone

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Union with the beloved

I am not an expert in Sufism, just a student of it. I once heard an interview of a Sufi Sheikh who said something to the effect of – “All of life is a coping mechanism before we meet the beloved (the creator) again”

To me, this statement hit really deep.

That is why many Sufi songs will refer to God as a lover or beloved. Here is one such beautiful song by a wonderful singer called Romy. The song is called ‘Sanu ik pal chain na aave’ (I cannot be satisfied for even one second). The original was made famous by the legendary Ustad Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan. Please find the lyrics and translation to the one sung by Romy below :

Lyrics and meaning :

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Sanu ik pal chain na aave

I can’t find satisfaction even for a second

Sajna tere bina

Without you my love

Dil kamla dub dub jaave

My crazy heart keeps on sinking

Sajna tere bina

Without you my love

Sajna tere bina

Without you my love

.

Raati mein jalava diva

At night I burn the lamp

Hanjua de tel da

With my tears as the oil

Hayyo rabba, sanjana nu

Oh my God, my love –

Chheti kyun ni mel da

Why don’t you meet me quickly

.

Sanu ik pal chain na aave

I can’t find satisfaction even for a second

Sajna tere bina

Without you my love

Dil kamla dub dub jaave

My crazy heart keeps on sinking

Sajna tere bina

Without you my love

Sajna tere bina

Without you my love

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Only love remains

What remains after we are dead and gone

Only love

What is true in this world of illusions

Only love

Trauma heals and transmutes into forgiveness

In this lifetime or the next

But when love touches someone

It cannot be undone

It transforms and heals all that is unloved

And only love remains

.

.

.

Park benches which give testimony of such love :

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Bittersweet Autumn

Autumn is a season with bittersweet energy – the days get shorter, the air gets chilly, humans get slower, animals migrate or start preparing for hibernation, leaves turn colors and they start emptying the trees. It really is a season of letting go. This makes me think of a beautiful song which reminds me of the energy of Autumn.

The song is called ‘Haminastu’ which means ‘If there is Heaven anywhere, it is here, it is here’. I love the texture of this song, with it’s deep and clear musical beginning which has a soulful rubab playing. It’s hauntingly beautiful happy-sad lyrics are sung beautifully by Zeb Bangash, a talented artist. This is one of music director – Amit Trivedi’s masterpieces. Below is the song and its lyrics and translation.

gar firdaus, barooye zameen ast
haminasto, haminasto
meri jaan rooh dil se baabast
haminasto, haminasto.. (Persian)

If there is paradise on this earth somewhere,
here it is, here it is.
Inhabited by my life, my soul and my heart,
this is the place, here it is.

khaamosh darakhton ke saaye
ye khauf hai soya saa
kuch khoya khoya humne bhi
ye chehra hai roya saa (Urdu)

In the shadows if these silent trees
there is a fear that is hidden

Seems like I have lost something
the face is as if it has cried

murjhate gulon ne jhuk ke kaha
hume aadat hai hamin asto…
chalte lamhon ne ruk ke kaha
inaayat hai hamin asto… (Urdu)

Even the dying flowers bowed and said,
we are used to this.. in this place.
Moving moments stopped and said,
it’s kindness/mercy on us.. in this place.

ye veerane, ye sannaate
ye kya bol rahe hain
aate jaate, aate jaate
ho… (Urdu)

these desolate places, these silences,
what are they saying
as they pass?

panchhi saare ud gaye kahin
bas ghonsley hain haminasto
gar jannat hai zameen pe kaheen
yaheen pe hai haminasto, haminasto.. (Urdu)

all the birds have flown away somewhere,
only the nests remain in this place.
if there is heaven on earth somewhere,
here it is.. here it is..

Picture credit : https://qz.com/india/837702/in-photos-kashmirs-stunning-fiery-and-forlorn-autumn-is-missing-its-tourists-this-year/

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I see love

I see love in the twirling leaves

I see love in the dancing breeze

I see love when you make the sky

your paint palette everyday

Some say that you rule by fear

But when I look, I only find love here

Perhaps they misunderstand

the fear is only an ego illusion

When they look closer they will find

in love, their ego dissolution

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Divine ecstasy

In your devotion, I sing

In your devotion, I dance

Your devotion is all devouring

Taking all parts of me

And making me new

Making me more like you

Let me be in your ecstasy

Always!

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Cloud and the rose

White cloud drifted

Beyond a care in the world

Looked down and noticed

A perfect rose

Prettier than a pearl

What can I do for her

He thought

And idea came to him

Let me melt into water

So I can be useful

Saying that he turned grey

And without an ounce of fear

He melted himself away

To be close to his rose dear

Soon he became one with

His beloved

Because he chose

Love over fear

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When I am gone

When my body is dying

And my soul is on its way out

Take me near the trunk of that mighty tree

The one that was my refuge

The one that supported me

Let me lie near my beloved

And let my body rot in the mud

My soul can witness this union

What comes from the Earth,

goes back to the Earth

Let me help my beloved

Thrive a little more

Provide the nutrients

Of my flesh and bones

And when some birds come

To eat my eyes, let them

Let me give back to dear mother nature

For I have lived and only taken

And then when I become one

With the mighty tree

Maybe one day my son will

Pass by below me

Maybe he will touch the mighty tree’s trunk

And feel it’s leaves

Maybe in it, he will feel his mother’s touch

His mother’s love, care and protection

It’s all still there

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My Wildflower Man

I met a man once
With a mighty heart
Beautiful smile
And soulful eyes

Why do you not love
Yourself, I thought
In a dark room you
Keep the child locked

So happy to give love
But hesitant to take any
Do you fear being left out again
Have you been betrayed by many?

Is that why the child
doesn’t come to play?
But oh dear man,
Times have changed

Must you always have
The child be a man?
Let him free, love him
For that, will make you a whole man.