تازہ پھر دانش حاضر نے کيا سحر قديم
English title: Reason has devised again the magic of ancient days
The magic old to life is brought by means of present science and thought: The path of life cannot be trod without the aid of Moses’ Rod.
The mind is skilful in artful tasks, and can assume a hundred masks: Poor helpless Love that knows no guise ain’t mullah, hermit or too wise.
Forbid the rest of lodge and bed to those who road of Love do tread: Like travelers they always roam, though they seem to stay at home.
Concern for journey’s food and steed, like burden great, retards your speed: Of this dead weight, if one be free, like breeze can cross the mount and sea.
No wealth is owned by dervish free; at call of death he yields with glee: He has not either gold or land; of him no one can tithe demand.
Sources and translator credits
- Original text transcription: Bal-e-Jibril — تازہ پھر دانش حاضر نے کيا سحر قديم — Digital transcription file at commit 39d44fc0c2b8ca25769c4b36e6eac4d90cb42b35; the source dataset does not identify the underlying print edition.Verified against this pinned digital transcription file; not checked against a print edition.Source
- Iqbal Demystified source list: Bal-e-Jibril — Pinned digital dataset commit 39d44fc0c2b8ca25769c4b36e6eac4d90cb42b35; the underlying print edition is not identified by the dataset.Community dataset list; not reconciled against a print edition.Source
- Bal-e-Jibril English translation at allama-iqbal.com — — Public digital poem page, retrieved 2026-10-06; pinned to allama-iqbal.com commit 82547635bb6b758c45082084b2f152fc453a8056.Translation by Syed Akbar Ali Shah; English Translation by: Syed Akbar Ali ShahSource