Kabir
See: http://www.cs.colostate.edu/~malaiya/kabir.html
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What a wonderful lotus it is, that blooms at the heart of the spinning wheel of the universe! Only a few pure souls know of its true delight. Music is all around it, and there the heart partakes of the joy of the Infinite Sea. Kabir says: 'Dive thou into that Ocean of sweetness: thus let all errors of life and death flee away'. KB1-01 |
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O how may I ever express that secret word? O how can I say He is not like this, and He is like that? If I say that He is within me, the universe is ashamed: If I say that He is without me, it is falsehood. He makes the inner and the outer worlds to be indivisibly one; The conscious and the unconscious, both are His footstools. He is neither manifest nor hidden, He is neither revealed nor unrevealed: There are no words to tell that which He is. KB1-03 |
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Lamps burn in every house, O blind one! and you cannot see them. One day your eyes shall suddenly be opened, and you shall see: and the fetters of death will fall from you. There is nothing to say or to hear, there is nothing to do: it is he who is living, yet dead, who shall never die again. Because he lives in solitude, therefore the Yogi says that his home is far away. Your Lord is near: yet you are climbing the palm tree to seek Him. The Brahman priest goes from house to house and initiates people into faith: Alas! the true fountain of life is beside you, and you have set up a stone to worship. Kabir says: "I may never express how sweet my Lord is. Yoga and the telling of beads, virtue and vice - these are naught to Him."
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KB1 - Songs of Kabir Rabindrath Tagore, trans. Samuel Weiser - 01 - p. 62 - 02 - p. 70 - 03 - p. 52 - 04 - p. 142 - 05 - p. 128 - 06 - p. 106 |