kya kaha ustajo ne
are haath sine par jo rakhkhe
aur thandi sans le
hay haath sine par jo rakhkhe
aur thandi sans le
husn vaale chij kya hai
udti chidiya fans le

They spoke, the Masters, hushed and low,
As hands they placed upon the breast,
And sighed a breath, a chilling flow,
As hands found solace, seeking rest.
And what is beauty, they did say,
That thing of loveliness and grace?
A soaring bird, caught in the fray,
A captured soul in time and space.