102.
ham se rah? na j?yI hear the melody of His flute, and I cannot contain myself:
The flower blooms, though it is not spring; and already the bee
has received its invitation.
The sky roars and the lightning flashes, the waves arise in my
heart,
The rain falls; and my heart longs for my Lord.
Where the rhythm of the world rises and falls, thither my heart
has reached:
There the hidden banners are fluttering in the air.
Kab?r says: "My heart is dying, though it lives."
LXIX
III. 2.
jo khod? masjid vasat haiIf God be within the mosque, then to whom does this world belong?
If Ram be within the image which you find upon your pilgrimage,
then who is there to know what happens without?
Hari is in the East: Allah is in the West. Look within your
heart, for there you will find both Karim and Ram;
All the men and women of the world are His living forms.
Kab?r is the child of Allah and of Ram: He is my Guru, He is my
Pir.
LXX
III. 9.
s'?l santosh sad? samadrishtiHe who is meek and contented.
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