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Whirling in Your Love (Bulleh Shah)

I submit my whirling feet to the rhythm of your love.
As your love penetrates deep inside me,
And I guzzle the goblet of poison,
Poison that will consume me fast unless you return soon, my healer!
I submit my whirling feet to the rhythm of your love.

My sun entombs himself, leaving only the scarlet glow behind,
Ready to yield my entire being for his flaming glance, one more time.
My mentor, I drew a blank to your call when it was time to resign in your folds,
I submit my whirling feet to the rhythm of your love.

Don’t turn me away from the frenzied amore, oh mother!
Find the one who can salvage the love, once smothered,
Lost is my discernment in his arms, in the merger of our souls,
I submit my whirling feet to the rhythm of your love.

A peacock blazons in the valley of passion
Beloved is Holiest of the Holy — the Kaaba and Qibla,
Omnipresent yet cold to the wounds kindled by the rapture,
I submit my whirling feet to the rhythm of your love.

Bullah alighted at the door of Inayat, led by the spark within,
The one who coloured me in the red and green,
Mystery unravels wherever I swayed with the pristine,
I submit my whirling feet to the rhythm of your love. HH

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