नि में जाना जोगी दे नाल : बुल्लेह शाह

मक्के गायन गल मूक दी नाही पावें सो सो जुम्मे पढ़ आइयेह
Pilgrimage to Mecca would not suffice Even if you said a hundred prayers
गंगा गायन गल मूक दी नाही पावें सो सो गोते खायिएया
A trip to Ganges would serve no purpose Even if you took a hundred dips
गया गयां गल मूक दी नाही पावें सो सो पंड पर्हैयेह
Going to the Gaya temples would not help Even if you chanted a hundred mantras
बुल्लेह शाह गल तैयूं मूक दे जड़ों मई नु दिल्लों गवैयेह
Bulley Shah! The job shall only be done, When your heart is cleansed of your ego.
पढ़ पढ़ आलम फाज़ल होया कदी अपने आप नु पर्हेया ई
Much reading has made you a scholar, Yet not once have you read your inner self
जा जा वरदा मन्दिर मसीता कदी मुन् अपने विच वारर्या इ नई
You frequent every temple and mosque ,But never reach into your own heart
Aiwayn रोज़ शयतान नाल लार्दान कदी नाफ्स अपने नाल लार्र्य इ नई
Crusading against Satan endlessly , You yield to your temptations without a fight
बुल्लेह शाह आस्मानi उर्हीयाँ फर्दा जयरा घर बैठा ओह्नु फर्या ई नई
Bulley Shah! says You hunt for the prey Far out in the skies
जयरा घर बैठा ओह्नु फर्या ई नई
But never seek the game That lies within you
catch the full song here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R2l2phq3RSM&NR=1

The secret of Liberation

"When, by the accumulation of Merits, a seeker comes
in contact with a Realized Master and surrenders
himself, then the Master, out of compassion, shows him
the path.

It is by following this path, the seeker is able to
cut apart all the knots of bondages and finally
attains liberation.

This is the state of absolute desirelessness, wherein
desires of this world or any other world cease to
exist. Even the desire for liberation ends. And with
that ends all the sufferings.

This state of liberation is achieved effortlessly by
the Grace of the Sadguru - the Realized Masters."

Conversations between Kabir & Aaman Devi.

Amir Khusro(spiritual disciple of Nizamuddin Auliya of Delhi)

Khusrau darya prem ka, ulti wa ki dhaar,
Jo utra so doob gaya, jo dooba so paar.

Khusro says the river of love
Has a strange flow
One who jumps into it drowns,
And one who drowns, gets across.

Sej wo sooni dekh ke rovun main din raen,
Piya piya main karat hoon pehron, pal bhar sukh na chaen.

Day and night, I see an empty bed, and cry
Calling for my beloved, I remain restless for ever.