دل ما تش و تن موج دودشتپید دمبدم ساز وجودش
My heart is a fire, a smoke my frame,My being’s harp burns with a constant flame.
بہ ذکر نیم شب جمعیت اوچو سیمابی کہ بندو چوب عودش
From mid night prayers the heart gets a calm,Like mercury closed in aloe wood balm.
From Armaghan-e-Hijaz (Persian) (1938) by Allama Muhammad Iqbal · verified text, Iqbal Academy Pakistan