The New Temple

May I tell the truth O Brahman! If it does not displease you
The idols of your temple have become anachronistic

You have learnt grudge with your own people from the idols
God also has taught fighting to Muslim preachers

Becoming tired, I finally abandoned the temple and the Haram
I abandoned the preacher's sermons, as well as your stories

You take the stone idols to contain God
Every speck of the homeland's dust is holy to me

Come! Let us again roll up the curtains of strangeness
Let us unite the separated ones, let us remove the disunion

The heart's habitation is lying barren since long
Let us build a new temple in this country

Let our shrine be higher than the world's shrines
Let us make its spire as high as the sky

Let our morning's incantations be so sweet every morning
That all worshipers be ecstatic with the Love's wine

The power and tranquillity is in the devotees' song
The salvation of the denizens of the earth is in Love