My boat would have sunk, and I would never have reached the shores of Divine beauty.

The east would never have turned into the west, nor would countless inner realms of beauty have arisen.

The lamp would not have been lit in the temple of the mind, nor would I have known the tenderness of the heart.

Oh, had I not met You, the palaces and towers within would have remained empty.

Make only one address upon the heart — only then will You grant Your vision.

For the fish, everything is water; for the bumblebee, everything is the flower.

For Heer, everything was Dheedo Ranjha; for Majnun, everything was Layla.