<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342284" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Prayer</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">My invocations are sincere and true,<br>They form my ablutions and prayers due.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One glance of guide such joy and warmth can<br>grant,<br>On marge of stream can bloom the tulip plant.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One has no comrade on Love's journey long<br>Save fervent zeal, and passion great and<br>strong.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O God, at gates of rich I do not bow,<br>You are my dwelling place and nesting<br>bough.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Your Love in my breast burns like Doomsday<br>morn,<br>The cry, He is God, on my lips is born.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Your Love, makes me God, fret with pain and<br>pine,<br>You are the only quest and aim of mine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Without You town appears devoid of life,<br>When present, same town appears astir with<br>strife.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For wine of gnosis I request and ask,<br>To get some dregs I break the cup and glass.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The mystics' gourds and commons' pitchers<br>wait<br>For liquor of your Grace and Bounty great.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Against Your godhead I have a genuine<br>plaint,<br>For You the Spaceless, while for me restraint.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Both verse and wisdom indicate the way<br>Which longing face to face can not convey.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[Translated by Syed Akbar Ali Shah]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">*<br>The mystic's soul is like the morning breeze:<br>It freshens and renews life's inner meaning; <br>An illumined soul can be a shepherd's, who<br>Could hear the Voice of God at God's<br>command.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[Translated by Naim Siddiqui]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not: This poem has been written in the Mosque of Cordoba.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Allama+Muhammad+Iqbal">Allama Muhammad Iqbal</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342284" data-title="A Prayer de Allama Muhammad Iqbal" data-description="My invocations are sincere and true, They form my ablutions and prayers due. One glance of guide such joy and warmth can grant, On marge of stream can bloom the tulip plant. One has no comrade on Love's journey long Save fervent zeal, and passio..."></div> </div> </div>

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