May 11, 2012
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My eyes have witnessed
The secrets of the seven and the four,
And with my lasso I have captured the world.
I am an eye, and when I was opened I turned this way -
Why should I bother about the other side of heaven?
A hundred song flow from my instrument;
I bring to market every secret I know
Because of the spell you have cast the sea is in flames
The air spews fire and is filled with poison.
When you and I were friends, you were a light;
But you broke with me, and your light become a fire.
You were born in the innermost sanctum of the Divinity,
But then fell into devil's trap.
Come - turn this earthly world into garden.
And make the old world young again.
Come - take just little of my heart's solicitude,
And build, under the heavens, an everlasting paradise.
We have been on intimate terms since the day of creation,
And are high and low notes of the same song.
Translation of Allama Muhammad Iqbal's poem.
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