I searched for God among the Christians and on the Cross and therein I found Him not.

I went into the ancient temples of idolatry; no trace of Him was there.

I entered the mountain cave of Hira and then went as far as Qandhar but God I found not.

With set purpose I fared to the summit of Mount Caucasus and found there only 'anqa's habitation.

Then I directed my search to the Kaaba, the resort of old and young; God was not there even.

Turning to philosophy I inquired about him from ibn Sina but found Him not within his range.

I fared then to the scene of the Prophet's experience of a great divine manifestation only a "two bow-lengths' distance from him" but God was not there even in that exalted court.

Finally, I looked into my own heart and there I saw Him; He was nowhere else.
But
In my heart .

Writer :

Jalaludin rumi

Translation




Woi To Hai Jo Nizam-e-Hasti Chala Raha Hai

ko’ii to hai jo nizaam-e-hastii chalaa rahaa hai
vohii Khudaa hai, vohii Khudaa hai, vohii Khudaa hai
dikha’ii bhii jo na de nazar bhii jo aa rahaa hai
vohii Khudaa hai, vohii Khudaa hai, vohii Khudaa hai

(Someone is there who is managing the order of life
He is God, He is God, He is God
He is invisible still He can be seen
He is God, He is God, He is God)

nazar bhii rakhe sama’ateN bhii, vo jaan letaa hai niyyateN bhii
jo Khaana-e-laa-shauur meN jagmagaa rahaa hai, vohii Khudaa hai
vohii Khudaa hai, vohii Khudaa hai, vohii Khudaa hai

(He keep eyes and ears too, He knows even the intentions
The one who is illuminated in our subconscious minds
He is God, He is God, He is God)

talaash us ko na kar butoN meN, vo hai badaltii hu’ii rutoN meN
jo din ko raat aur raat ko din banaa rahaa hai, vohii Khudaa hai
vohii Khudaa hai, vohii Khudaa hai, vohii Khudaa hai

(Do not search for Him in the idols, He is in the changing seasons
The one who is changing day to night and night to day
He is God, He is God, He is God)





You are clay . I am clay
Earlier I didn't believe in the God or any powers and miracles...
But when I thought that we are so advanced and we have reached the skies in Science and Technology...but still Scientists are unable to create us, to create humans..Then there must be a superpower who creates us..though I try to connect everything with Science.and not with miracles even now..but I'm changing..( with the efforts of poems created by Great persons like you).
THANK YOU SO MUCH
GOOD WRITE

Look look look
  At this huge clay
   Clay is  falling on top of  clay
    The end of clay is also clay
      Hey!!! stop stop stop......
        Stop saying it "my ,mine"
           Nor its yours , nor  its mine
             Its four days !!!
               World is festival of four days    
                 Then the clay is just waste
                   The end  
                     Dont make  
                       here hustle bustle
                         Also i am clay
                           also you are clay
                             This Castes is clay
                              Those Clours are clay
                                  "  Just God is high"
                                      Everything else
                                         Is just
                                               " clay"