SUR DESI

CANTO I

1
Woe me! O hold reins
Beshrew me! Drive not your camel away;
To the hut of this lowely one
Come sometimes again, O I pray;
“Sans you I but every day,
O shall deem, doomsday on the earth!
2
The inlaws, animals spirits, rough terrains
All the three gave me great woes,
Yet their painful throes,
For Him deemed I dear comforts.
3
Standing these upon courtyard
While You perceived al these foes;
O wy won’t you bind with hair
The knees of the airy gnomes those;
That endured you not thse woes
Of rough regions, ye, Love-lorn One.
4
Before they came, they cried
But this time they kept all silent;
And saddling the mutes inlaws,
Not a single word sent
They’ad some secret consent
O between them, one with the other.
5
Make you that friend
As is of land, O what of outlander?
Packs up HE and goes away HE
Plunging in the pain ye lover!
And after Him, ah as it were,
One should abandon ones own homeland.
6
Bring not these brutes near me
O these have given me great sorrow;
Deal them a good hiding
And away from me take them, tow;
They’ave spirited away only now
My Loved One from my home.
7
Yet O inlaws you ever live
And living inflict al these out-rages
To poor spirit there is no help
Other than but what you give;
O how could I now sunder, rive
My heart from you, ‘tis not for this.
8
The Lord ever abides there
Here but He resolved in spirit,
His Holy Ghost immanent
In every heart as love doth sit;
These were promptings of IT
That bade me to traverse the terrains.
CANTO II
1
Today too, inlaw have made me rain
Morning tears on His path;
Ah, they’ave spirited away Love
Breaking all the doors again,
Woe me! What was said, happened
Now ‘tis to them to come or not
Depends on their discretion;
See but where’s All-compassion
Whwere she raises hands, for the help!
3
Today too they saddle their mounts
Standing on their tip-toes;
Daily they ‘ld hint to each other
The inlaws in exotic lingoes;
O they are taking away, those
My Love talking in secret languages.
CANTO III
1
For the sake of God came! Men!
Drive not your camels away;
O of my poor spirit here
Thou art the only support and mainstay;
O in Thy kingdom away,
O, never forsake me, not for ever.
2
For the sake of God, O came! Men!
Take away not camels so hurriedly;
Take along this girl with you
Holding her by hair O roughly;
Ah, the love of Lord will kill me
His remembrance aain, anonly;
Shaming I be stock kinly
O were I to return before, reaching Him.
3
Ah, many a one maid did perish
Before reaching the Lord’s country
The paths are one ad twenty
Who knows what they took, and vanished.
4
O that come to us Lord! Those
By seeing whom the heart be happy;
Or that see I somehow, some way
The land of my happy family;
Winding through passes says Latif
Hear I their music heavely;
And soar to Him as maid scantly
Were I to see these, Lord of all hosts.
5
Love is not that labyrinthine
Inlaws have but made it so;
I shall go there for myself
Witness on way His images divine
Away O mount, from eyes mine
Lest turn you I shall in.
CANTO IV
1
O help they’ave spirited away my Love,
These hirsute and virsute inlaws;
Now I shall haste for Him
Up at any height, where HE was;
Who could reach the First Cause,
Yet I’ld make most of me.
2
In gathering gloom, I’ld not be wary
Thus in morning I saw all the doom;
O it’s now hence necessary,
That live I without Love all these days.
3
Brought up by washermen though
I am daughter of a Brahman Faterh
Elegance of Him undone me
O I was slayed by His splendour;
Now till I live so-ever
I am plighted to His path of union.
4
We all are washermen at His shore
The labourers of Heavenly Love,
HE’s wont to heavenly perfume
We bu earthly scent wore;
O that HE, us never more
Suffocated in our bad smell.
5
O I am such ignorant being
As shall call the slave a queen;
‘Tis for me that Lord had been
a washerman, on the shore of world.
CANTO V
1
Witnessed she vultures last night
While wandering for im in wilderness;
Impulses might turn to bitter lot
Yet she’ld out to Him press;
How would she forsake Him, nless
The death but came and undid her.
2
Those who’ave no fare, the way-farers
HE’s Himself the Love-their helper;
Comes HE waltzing in to them
And treads with hem heavely measure,
‘Tween them starts a talk-over
in less than an instant says Latif.
3
The aspirant climbed through the ascent,
What mighty ones all routed;
Twas to her like a descent
To others though a soaring Mount.

CANTO VI
1
Criss-cross and cutting were crags
Of the Mount standing before me;
Being held there, sent I a cry unto Him,
Beseemeth like so loudly;
That reached it home unto Him,
O heard HE my hearts plea;
So to call is province of me,
And to hear is, the province of Him.
2
Longing as I laid me on bed
The longing won’t let me sleep;
And thus waking, when I slept
O HE came, but I not waked;
O sisters! I was blind folded,
Slee and longing how can go together?
3
My love is my Gem within
HE’s All sparkle in encircling gloom;
Even on da of reckoning
HE won’t leave me, in surrounding doom;
Knowing me, ‘ll beckon to Him Bridegroom
The Lord God of all Hosts.
CANTO VII
1
All desert is filled with perfume
The hills send sprays of grace;
Whole world rejoices in His praise
Hosanna hosanna is each every place
All queens have worn a new face
All maids forgiven their sins.
2
Come out to them in wildernesses
When scent of coming of their Lord;
They put on their silken dresses,
The woes of slaves all vanished.