Maula Thera Noor. I rejoice in divine beneficence. Vocalist, Shafqat Amanat Ali Khan. Satyagraha in action. We celebrate your matchless glory.

O Yay noor dhardh ki rahon main your glory is most present in harm’s way, rosheni bhardhae, fill our spirit with your light, yay noor tootti saanson, mae one that is exhaled with every breath zindagi bhardhae, fill our life. Yay noor aankh mai uththarae tho aaqibadh bakshae, glory prevails over all the poor so that they sleep peacefully at night. Yay noor rooh mai uththarae tho aakhirath bakshe when glory covers everyone, time stops immediately.  Maula thera noor,  your brilliance sarae jahano mae has been spreading through out the world main saarae zamano mae in all times and in all places, awwal sae paehelae before awakening aakae badh after leaving baadh baatin kae andhar through the truth within zahir kae badh after death, jiska zuhoor rozae azal, one whose glory rises every where rozae nushoor, and my soul obeys. Jalwa thera dhin your enlightened life rehnae mai is going to be my life tharfain mai in storms hausan mai in difficulties theri thalab har nain mai your advice is revealed in every eye, roshaen karae jo kohae thu, bring to life all you desire. Tabindah-tar shamson kamar and your love removes the satanic. Bestiality. Ghum noor mae shamo shazar for our days to be spent in divine promise mae chamkae shajar chamkae hazar at once my soul beats loudly with each song, chamkae sahar chumkae hajar, and it happens for all time.  Taabindah-tar your love shamso kamar aaye nazar comes within our sight, nazdeek ko noor bring closer your grandeur bhujnae vaali sab raatho, at every night’s end mai aapna ruup dhika, show yourself dhae ga thareekae kae, and provide the times of your arrival so that my soul is not sleeping.  Thufaano mae kashthi par laga dega, you defeat storms to put them in the dustbin of history. Thu hi sahil thu hi manzil, you are peace and acceptance thu hi hardham hai mera, and you are always with me thu hi maharam you are the first light of the morning thu hi rahbar and the day’s wisdom. Thu hi haath hi mera , and thus your hands are meant for me to rejoice in glory. Maula thu hai merae saath God always remain with me maula thu merae saath kismath meri my fate belongs to you alone badhlae gayae ekdhin zaroor I hope one day even fate may change. Maula thera noor. Celebrate beneficence not?  Satyagraha, the matchless weapon for the meekest ones. Celebrate beneficence not?
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What Holy Lands cannot permit; trysts between violence and the future.

To Benjamin; who has fought to better the human race.

 

 

 

 

 

 

One Love, One Faith, and One Truth to guide the world towards a morality of life. Haute Couture, Elie Saab, Spring Summer 2015.

Dances of Olga Meos at the Tribal Festival in Belarus 2017; “The Ottoman Empire.” Alina Zagitova. Olympic gold medalist ice-skating free style performance. The Winter games of PyeongChang, 2018.

Yerushalayim reconsidered or the Lazarus effect. Rising from the human race no more.

Seek Ye First The Kingdom of God And His Righteousness and all the rest will be added on to you, Aleluia, Aleluia.

Duo des fleurs, Sabine Devieilhe and Marianne Crebassa. The opera, Lakmé delibes.

Children are the symbol of peace and justice kissing. When property’s truth can be the nature of value, revolt. MK Gandhi in Canning Hall, England.

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Bhisho (universal) Kobi (poet) Rabindranath Tagore’s song, Mono Moro Meghero Shongi, My heart’s companion.

Mon mor megher shongi, The peacock that is my heart is a friend like the cloud. Ure chale dhigdhigantherra pane.  It wanders to all the corners of the world. Nisheemo shunaeye, and in the dark universe shrabonobarshanesangite brings with it the season of the sraban month and with it the pitter patter sound of rain. Rimijhim rimijhim rimijhim. Mono mor hanshabalakar pakhai jai ure, My heart thus transformed into a swan has now taken flight.  Kochito kochito chokito thorito-aloke. Lightning covering  heaven and earth.  Jhanmanjarir bajai jhanjha rudra anade. My heart sings and melts the broken hearted. Kalo-kalo kalomandre nirjharinee.  Black hearts  weep for redemption, Dak dey praloy-ahwabhane.  That is what time demands Bayu bahe purbasamudra hothae See the winds shake oceans, Uchchalo chalo-chalo tatinitarange waves leaping hither and thither. Mono mor dhai thari matho prabahe, My heart is full and wants to share its riches with the world. Taal-tamalo-araneya, With tender renditions, Khuddha shakhar andolone speaks of Almighty God’s rule universally.

 

The Spirit of Truth. The Rabbinate in Jerusalem or Yerushalayim of Gold. Sawarae, Beloved of God.

Jerusalem of Gold. Yerushalayim Shel Zahav. When truth and law coincide in one golden moment in our past.

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