I am a mighty river, I flow as I please,
The earth can’t bind me, the sky can barely fill me,
I fly with the wind, winding and snaking,
Past the lofty mountains, the crevices and the plateaus,
I rise with the sun, journey with the silent mo...on,
I slope down the heavy rocks, slow but never halt,
I cannot ever rest; rest is stagnation and stagnation is the end.
Far, far away the ocean lies in wait, hopeful and expectant,
I am the force that makes an ocean an ocean,
I am the mighty river that can’t be stopped,
I don’t follow, I flow,
For, I am the mighty river that may miss the ocean to find an ocean of its own.
The earth can’t bind me, the sky can barely fill me,
I fly with the wind, winding and snaking,
Past the lofty mountains, the crevices and the plateaus,
I rise with the sun, journey with the silent mo...on,
I slope down the heavy rocks, slow but never halt,
I cannot ever rest; rest is stagnation and stagnation is the end.
Far, far away the ocean lies in wait, hopeful and expectant,
I am the force that makes an ocean an ocean,
I am the mighty river that can’t be stopped,
I don’t follow, I flow,
For, I am the mighty river that may miss the ocean to find an ocean of its own.
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| The Song of the Sufi Masroof |
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