I have stilled my restless heart...

I have stilled my restless mind, and my heart is
radiant: for in That-ness I have seen beyond
That-ness, in company I have seen the Comrade
Himself.

Living in bondage, I have set myself free: I have
broken away from the clutch of all narrowness.

Kabir says: "I have attained the unattainable,
and my heart is coloured with the colour of love."

- Kabir

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Kabir: "A Great Pilgrimage"

A Great Pilgrimage

Kabir (c.1440-1518)

I felt in need of a great pilgrimage

so I sat still for three

days

and God came

to me.

Kabir: "The Time Before Death"

Friend, hope for the Guest while you are alive.
Jump into experience while you are alive!
Think... and think... while you are alive.
What you call "salvation" belongs to the time
before death.

If you don't break your ropes while you're alive,
do you think
ghosts will do it after?

The idea that the soul will rejoin with the ecstatic
just because the body is rotten--
that is all fantasy.
What is found now is found then.
If you find nothing now,
you will simply end up with an apartment in the
City of Death.

If you make love with the divine now, in the next
life you will have the face of satisfied desire.

So plunge into the truth, find out who the Teacher is,
Believe in the Great Sound!

Kabir says this: When the Guest is being searched for,
it is the intensity of the longing for the Guest that
does all the work.
Look at me, and you will see a slave of that intensity.

~Kabir, included in Ten Poems to Change Your Life

KABIR

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I talk to my inner lover, and I say, why such rush?
We sense that there is some sort of spirit that loves
birds and animals and the ants –
perhaps the same one who gave a radiance to you
in your mother’s womb.
Is it logical you would be walking around entirely
orphaned now?
The truth is you turned away yourself,
and decided to go into the dark alone.
Now you are tangled up in others, and have forgotten
what you once knew,
and that’s why everything you do has some weird
failure in it.

– Kabir

Robert Bly Reads Kabir

"Lost in the Sky of Love"

The shadows of evening fall thick
and deep, and the darkness of love
envelops the body and the mind.
Open the window to the west, and be
lost in the sky of love;
Drink the sweet honey that steeps the
petals of the lotus of the heart.
Receive the waves in your body: what
splendor is in the region of the
sea!
Hark! the sounds of conches and bells
are rising.
Kabir says: "O brother, behold! the
Lord is in this vessel of my body."

~ Kabir, The Mystic in Love : A Treasury of Mystical Poems by Gross, Shelley