Round you the universe rotates,
From you I beg a kindly glance.
My knowledge, thought meditation are you,
My boat, ocean and storm are you.
The shrine of your street is my refuge, hopefully have I run unto you.
Ah! The agony of my body and soul,
A glance of yours is the sovereign remedy.
Like Busiri I beg deliverance from you,
That the day that was may never return again.
Your mercy on the sinners is greater,
In forgiveness it is like mother’s love...
Allama Iqbal poem about the Rawda Mubarak of Sayyidina Rasul-e-Akram (Salla Allahu alayhi wa Sallam)
From you I beg a kindly glance.
My knowledge, thought meditation are you,
My boat, ocean and storm are you.
The shrine of your street is my refuge, hopefully have I run unto you.
Ah! The agony of my body and soul,
A glance of yours is the sovereign remedy.
Like Busiri I beg deliverance from you,
That the day that was may never return again.
Your mercy on the sinners is greater,
In forgiveness it is like mother’s love...
Allama Iqbal poem about the Rawda Mubarak of Sayyidina Rasul-e-Akram (Salla Allahu alayhi wa Sallam)
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