Love's freshest, newest bloom unfurls,
Love's freshest, newest bloom unfurls,
Into the soul, love's lesson burned,
From mosque I strayed, to temple turned,
To ask the gods, my spirit yearns,
Where music’s thousand voices swirl.
Love’s freshest, newest bloom unfurls,
Love’s freshest, newest bloom unfurls.
Weary of scriptures, endlessly read,
Brows bowed in prayer, devotion fed,
No God in Mecca, nor in the dead,
He who found Him, saw Light's bright spur.
Love’s freshest, newest bloom unfurls,
Love’s freshest, newest bloom unfurls.
Heer and Ranjha, at the fair entwined,
Heer, lost, in the wild, she finds,
Ranjha, her love, beside her, defined,
No longer self, a different blur.
The mind forgets, the world averts,
Love’s freshest, newest bloom unfurls,
Love’s freshest, newest bloom unfurls.
Weary of scriptures, endlessly read,
Brows bowed in prayer, devotion fed,
No God in Mecca, nor in the dead,
He who found Him, saw Light's bright spur.
Love’s freshest, newest bloom unfurls,
Love’s freshest, newest bloom unfurls.
Burn the incense, let the lamp ignite,
Cast aside the beads, the staff, the light,
Lovers cry, with all their might,
Breaking rules, defying law, to prefer.
Love’s freshest, newest bloom unfurls,
Love’s freshest, newest bloom unfurls.
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