When will I Meet?

When will I meet,

The One I have long been waiting for?

Cries my aching soul like Lalon,

And as Jalaluddin Rumi becomes mystic therefore!


You are everywhere,

In the fragrance of the rose,

In the bountiful sky and seeking You,

Far and wide my heart goes!


Someday, somewhere when You I will encounter,


I will laugh like a mad man at each doubter!    

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