SHAH JO RISALO-HEAVEN-2

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To the Beloved, when you rise
O moon, thy very first glance send;
And all the message I give
O moon, convey in truthful wise;
"My hopeful and relying eyes
are ever set expecting you."
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Thy glance let the Beloved meet,
O moon, and my requests submit
Befittingly; above courtyard
of the Beloved bow and greet;
Speak gently...on Beloved's feet
both of thy light-hands softly lay. Khambat-III (Heaven) Shah-jo-Risalo
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O moon, all my entreaties safe
into thy shining garment tie,
Low' ring your head, to loved one tell
in what a wretched state am I;
Remember; to the place you hie
That is whole universe's Hope.
Chapter-III
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O camel! spurn thy slothful mood-
No longer now delay!
But once unite me with my love
no more the truant play,
But speed, ere night doth pass away
to meet my love after. Khambat-III (Heaven) Shah-jo-Risalo
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I must go where my love resides;
to the Beloved speed!
There I shall give thee sandal-wood
and thou shall no more feed
On salt-bush coarse, unfit for thee
or any worthless weed;
O hasten! there is urgent need
to reach while night doth last.
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Arise and take a forward step-
be not an idler base;
The highway to my love is straight
and hath no winding ways...
Self-pity drop...a gallop raise
to bring us swift and soon. Khambat-III (Heaven) Shah-jo-Risalo
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Remember your ancestry, and
your forebear's noble breed;
Your stock is well-known near and far
and you do hold indeed;
Rare pedigree-and so we plead
show us some kindness now.
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I bound him near some glorious tree
that he some buds might eat;
Ill-mannered camel, on the sly
still finds the salt-bush sweet.
Woe's me-I know not how to treat
Camel that so confounds.
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I tried to saddle him, but e'en
unsaddled he'd not rise-
The way the herd is gone, he lies
and only gapes that side. Khambat-III (Heaven) Shah-jo-Risalo
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My camel, I will give thee reins
of gold, and trappings fine;
Not only buds of sandal wood
but thou on myrrh shalt dine;
If to the one Beloved mine
thou wilt bring me this night.