Kabir The Forgotten Language

Kabir The Forgotten Language 7

To what shore would you cross, o my heart?

 there is no traveler before you, there is no road.

where is the movement, where is the rest, on that shore?

there is no water; no boat, no boatman is there;

there is not so much as a rope to tow the boat, nor a man to draw it.

no earth, no sky, no time, nothing, is there: no shore, no ford!

there, there is neither body nor mind and where is the place that shall still

the thirst of the soul? you shall find naught in that emptiness.

be strong, and enter into your own body: for there your foothold is firm.

consider it well, o my heart! go not elsewhere.

kabir says: ”put all imagination away, and stand fast in that which you are.”

it is the mercy of my true guru that has made me to know the unknown;

i have learned from him how to walk without feet, to see without eyes, to

hear without ears, to drink without mouth, to fly without wings;

i have brought my love and my meditation into the land where there is no sun

and moon, nor day and night.

without eating, i have tasted of the sweetness of nectar, and without water,

i have quenched my thirst.

where there is the response of delight, there is the fullness of joy.

before whom can that joy be uttered?

kabir says:”the guru is great beyond words, and great is the good fortune

of the disciple.”

Kabir The Forgotten Language