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The Kabir Book: Forty-Four of the Ecstatic Poems of Kabir The Kabir Book: Forty-Four of the Ecstatic Poems of Kabir by Kabir
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“I laugh when I hear that the fish in the water is thirsty.

You don't grasp the fact that what is most alive of all is inside your own house;
and you walk from one holy city to the next with a confused look!

Kabir will tell you the truth: go wherever you like, to Calcutta or Tibet;
if you can't find where your soul is hidden,
for you the world will never be real!”
Kabir, The Kabir Book: Forty-four of the Ecstatic Poems of Kabir
“The guest is inside you, and also inside me;
you know the sprout is hidden inside the seed.
We are all struggling; none of us has gone far.
Let your arrogance go, and look around inside.

The blue sky opens out farther and farther,
the daily sense of failure goes away,
the damage I have done to myself fades,
a million suns come forward with light,
when I sit firmly in that world.

I hear bells ringing that no one has shaken,
inside "love" there is more joy than we know of,
rain pours down, although the sky is clear of clouds,
there are whole rivers of light.
The universe is shot through in all parts by a single sort of love.
How hard it is to feel that joy in all our four bodies!

Those who hope to be reasonable about it fail.
The arrogance of reason has separated us from that love.
With the word "reason" you already feel miles away.”
Kabir, The Kabir Book: Forty-four of the Ecstatic Poems of Kabir
“It is time to put up a love-swing!
Tie the body and then tie the mind so that they
swing between the arms of the Secret One you love,
Bring the water that falls from the clouds to your eyes,
and cover yourself inside entirely with the shadow of night.
Bring your face up close to his ear,
and then talk only about what you want deeply to happen.”
Kabir, The Kabir Book: Forty-four of the Ecstatic Poems of Kabir
“As long as a human being worries about when he will die, and what he has that is his,
all of his works are zero.
When affection for the I-creature and what it owns is dead,
then the work of the Teacher is over.”
Kabir, The Kabir Book: Forty-four of the Ecstatic Poems of Kabir
“What has death and a thick body dances before what has no thick body and no death. The trumpet says: “I am you.” The spiritual master arrives and bows down to the beginning student. Try to live to see this!”
Robert Bly, Kabir: Ecstatic Poems