A column of light rises from here to havens, <br />Scattered exhaust but no pigeons or ravens, <br />Visible is only light blue clouds in the deep <br />While black night quietly tucked in asleep, <br />Sight is most miraculous, worthy of a peep. <br /> <br />Cute sprits of twilight fanatic dancing sway <br />Chaste Peace ruled the abode on every way <br />As if a loving angle is in every twinkling ray <br />Dazzlingly welcome and honour the day <br />As a change of guard always wish and pray. <br /> <br /> Moin a living sage with a white beard <br />Imperial titles for him were too weird <br />Pearls and diamonds given their knell <br />With a sharp mind shunned the entire: <br />O! Peace be to Man! Whatever befell. <br /> <br />A stunning reflection we get to see, <br />In a direction west of the bright sea, <br />Sandstorm gyrating as herd of bees <br />Encircling a celestial vault there be <br />Like an embroidered constellation. <br /> <br />Before dawn winds from Madina blow <br />Singing melodiously to those below <br />Harkens morn to those asleep allows <br />As an army of jins may pull out pillows <br />Whirl softly around the dome's crown. <br /> <br />I have lost only because I have won <br />I am contented to be the selected one <br />Special serf of the Khwaja there is none. <br />Come in my friend, peep out and don't moan <br />Only with Khwaja Garib Nawaz it's done.<br /><br />Syed Anwar Yarkhan Jilani<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/khwaja-garib-nawaz-before-dawn/
