One Hundred Poems of Kabir Quotes

Rate this book
Clear rating
One Hundred Poems of Kabir One Hundred Poems of Kabir by Kabir
278 ratings, 4.21 average rating, 45 reviews
One Hundred Poems of Kabir Quotes Showing 1-6 of 6
“If you cannot understand something, then you have understood it incorrectly.”
Kabir, One Hundred Poems by Kabir
“Between the poles of the conscious and the unconscious, there has the mind made a swing:
Thereon hang all beings and all worlds, and that swing never ceases its sway. (pg. 16)”
Kabir, One Hundred Poems of Kabir
“The river and its waves are one surf: where is the difference between the river and its waves?
When the wave rises, it is the water; and when it falls, it is the same water again. Tell me, Sir, where is the distinction?
Because it has been named as wave, shall it no longer be considered as water?

Within the Supreme Brahma, the worlds are being told like beads:
Look upon that rosary with the eyes of wisdom.”
Kabir, One Hundred Poems of Kabir
“WHERE is the need of words, when love has made drunken the heart? I have wrapped the diamond in my cloak; why open it again and again? When its load was light, the pan of the balance went up: now it is full, where is the need for weighing? The swan has taken its flight to the lake beyond the mountains; why should it search for the pools and ditches any more?”
Kabir, One Hundred Poems of Kabir
“How could the love between Thee and me sever? As the leaf of the lotus abides on the water: so thou art my Lord, and I am Thy servant. As the night-bird Chakor gazes all night at the moon: so Thou art my Lord and I am Thy servant. From the beginning until the ending of time, there is love between Thee and me; and how shall such love be extinguished? Kabir says: “As the river enters into the ocean, so my heart touches Thee.”
Kabir, One Hundred Poems of Kabir
“Like Paul the tent-maker, Boehme the cobbler, Bunyan the tinker, Tersteegen the ribbon-maker, he knew how to combine vision and industry; the work of his hands helped rather than hindered the impassioned meditation of his heart.”
Kabir, One Hundred Poems of Kabir