The Receptive Soul

ہا ہَے ہانگ نار زَن وزن

Ha hay haang naar zan wazan

Dry kindling blazes with but a single breath

گُنٛبد نہٕ وزن ؤنؠ ؤنؠ کتھ

Gunbad na wazan wany wany kath

While a stone dome remains deaf to repeated pleas

سۄزن اِشارٕ اَکی بوزَن

Sozan ishaare aki bozan

The pure of heart awaken at a single gesture

کۄزن نہٕ بوزَن دمامہٕ گتھ

Kozan na bozan damaame gath

While the wicked ignore even the thunder of a drum