In The Art Of Describing His Beauty, Time Itself Expires And Quotes

In the art of describing his beauty, time itself expires
and yet still there remains in him, what has not been described..
- Ibn al-Farid

Ulfat ke yeh jalwe, kabhi dekhe nahi humne,
haan dekhna ek baat, sune bhi nahi humne..
- Hakim Allah Yaar Khan Jogi

Our body is the Bodhi-tree,
And our mind a mirror bright.
Carefully we wipe them hour by hour,
And let no dust alight.

There is no Bodhi-tree,
Nor stand of a mirror bright.
Since all is void,
Where can the dust alight?

The quieter you become,
the more you can hear.

To see a World in a grain of sand,
And a Heaven in a wild flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand,
And Eternity in an hour.
- William Blake

उनकी नफ़रत बढ़ती गई
हमारी मोहब्बत बढ़ती गई
वो कहीं के न रहे
हम ख़ुदा बन गए ..

Unki nafrat badhti gai
humari mohabbat badhti gai
wo kahin ke na rahe
hum khuda ban gaye..

Let it flow, let it pass through you
let yourself go with it
let there be it..