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So many bodies, so many
opinions! But my Beloved, though invisible, is in all
these bodies.
There is no life at all without the Beloved;
the Self lives as each and every one.
What, then, 0 friend, are you searching for like a fool?
The object of your quest is within you,
as the oil is in the sesame seed.
As the pupil is in the eye, so is the Lord in the body;
The deluded do not know Him, and search for Him without.
The lock of error shuts the gate; open it with the key
of Love.
By opening the door, you shall wake the Beloved.
Kabir says: 0 brother, do not pass by such good fortune
as this!
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Kabir
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The Lord is in me,
and the Lord is in you,
As life is hidden in every seed.
So rubble your pride, my friend,
And look for Him within you.
When
I sit in the heart of His world
A million suns blaze with light,
A burning blue sea spreads across the sky,
Life's turmoil falls quiet,
All the stains of suffering wash away.
Listen to the unstruck bells
and drums!
Love is here; plunge into its rapture!
Rains pour down without water;
Rivers are streams of light.
How could I ever express
How blessed I feel
To revel in such vast ecstasy
In my own body?
This is the music
Of soul and soul meeting.
Of the forgetting of all grief.
This is the music
That transcends all coming and going.
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Between the conscious and the unconscious, the mind
has put up a swing:
all earth creatures, even the supernovas, sway between
these two trees,
and it never winds down.
Angels, animals, humans,
insects by the million, also the wheeling sun and moon;
ages go by, and it goes on.
Everything is swinging:
heaven, earth, water, fire,
and the secret one slowly growing a body.
Kabir saw that for fifteen seconds, and it made him
a servant for life.
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