ख़ुदा की रहमतें

ख़ुदा के हाथ की थपकियां सर पे जब भी चाहीं
मैं माँ के आँचल का एहसास सिर पे ले आया

ख़ुदाई महसूस करने के अरमान जब जगे,
मैं दरख्तों को अपने सीने से लगा आया

उदासीयों ने जब भी आगोश में लेना चाहा,
मैं दरिया में बहते पानी के नग़मे सुन आया

हसीन बज़्म की तमन्ना दिल में मचल गई
मैं तन्हाई की ख़लवतों में ख़ुद से मिल आया

आज सत्संग सुनने की हसरतें जाग उठीं
मैं परिंदों का चहचहाना सुन आया

दीदार-ए-ख़ुदा की ज़िद जब दिल पकड़ बैठा,
मैं उड़ती तितलियों को नजरों में समा लाया

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