The Gentle Qalandar Poem by Mohammad Younus

On a fragrant rose, I saw sitting a beautiful honeybee;
Despite being close to the source of nectar...
...it heaved a sigh of sweet grief;
I asked, "Why do you grieve despite this union close? "
It said, " where the nectar of the rose in winter shall there be!
If rose withers and dies, no fun in living, I see';
A true union he has, who is in union with the perennial rose,
A true lover is He, who deigns to be with perishable rose,
Blessed be the one favoured by the living and immortal rose!
Should you desire to persevere in the path of love...
...have friendship with the living and the sustainer of all that exists!
Blessed be the gentle Qalandar
who lives in God's presence...
...and listens to God's speech: La Illaha Illa Hu!

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