One noon, when the sun shone bright,
Absorbed in deep thoughts I strolled.
The garden around me bloomed with flowers.
As I sank down on a bed of blossoms,
The scent of the flowers filled my mind,
Showering petals, leaves and hanging bows around,
The beauty of Nature spread over my face,
The music of beauty I heard in solitary solace.
~Muhammad Ishaq Abbasi