I saw my beloved in all I saw,
At times revealed, hidden at
Been familiar with the issue of faith,
I saw the face of my
beloved in all I saw.
At times a possibility, at times imperative,
times ephemeral, at times eternal.
Inspired by the wish to see Himself,
He made Himself into every form.
He is the one who sees and
I saw no one other then Him.
Laughed gleefully through blooming flowers,
Crooned in nightingale’s melodious songs.
He took the forms
of the candle and the moth,
And annihilated Himself in flames of His own.
At times claiming “I am the Truth”,
Witnessed his head raised on the
O ‘Niyaz’ He was beyond the bounds of `You’ and `Me’,
I see Him in every `You’ and `Me’.
At times he behaved like
At timed I found him familiar with the face.
At times he
is the emperor in power,
At times seen with a mendicant’s begging bowl.
At times, a devout worshipper,
Lord of rakes and drunkards at times.
At times in the beloved’s attire,
He was seen throwing up His