Posts Tagged "Kabir"
Inside You
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. Kabir, the Kabir...
Read MoreInto the Dark Alone?…
We sense there is some sort of spirit that loves birds and the animals and the ants- Perhaps the same one who gave a radiance to you in you 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...
Read MoreA couple more words on death….
Don’t depend on death to liberate you from your imperfections. You are exactly the same after death as you were before. Nothing changes; you only give up the body. If you are a thief or a liar or a cheater before death, you don’t become an angel merely by dying. If such were possible, then let us all go and jump in the ocean now and become angels at once! Whatever you have made of...
Read MoreWater Water Everywhere…Part 2
A drop melting into the ocean– That you can see. The ocean melting into a drop– Who sees that? -Kabir I’ve decided to make up my mind about nothing, to assume the water mask, to finish my life disguised as a creek, an eddy, joining at night the full, sweet flow, to absorb the sky, to swallow the heat and cold, the moon and the stars, to swallow myself in ceaseless flow. -Jim...
Read MoreA Field of Action
This whole world is a field of action; You plow it To raise a rich crop But the wild deer Of attachment Ruins the harvest and most return Empty -handed to the barn -Kabir as Translated by Andrew Harvey in Turn Me to Gold – 108 Poems of...
Read MoreAre You Looking for Me?
Are you looking for me? I am in the next seat. My shoulder is against yours. You will not find me in the stupas, not in Indian shrine rooms, nor in synagogues, nor in cathedrals: Not in masses, nor kirtans, not in legs winding around our own neck, nor in eating nothing but vegetables. When you really look for me you will see me Instantly—- You will find me in the tiniest house of...
Read MoreThe Hearse
The spiritual athlete often changes the color of his clothes,and his mind remains gray and loveless. He sits inside a shrine room all day, so that the Guest has to go outdoors and praise the rocks. Or he drills holes in his ears, his beard grows enormous and matted, people mistake him for a goat . . .. He goes out into wilderness areas, strangles his impulses, and makes himself neither male nor...
Read MoreAre you looking for me?
Are you looking for me? I am in the next seat. My shoulder is against yours. You will not find me in the stupas, not in Indian shrine rooms, nor in synagogues, nor in cathedrals: Not in masses, nor kirtans, not in legs winding around your own neck, nor in eating nothing but vegetables. When you really look for me you will see me Instantly— You will find me in the tiniest house of...
Read MoreI Had To Seek The Physician
I had to seek the Physician because of the pain this world caused me. I could not believe what happened when I got there – I found my Teacher. Before I left, he said, “Up for a little homework, yet?” “Okay,” I replied.”Well then, try thanking all the people who have caused you pain. They helped you come...
Read MoreAre You looking for me?
Are you looking for me? I am in the next seat. My shoulder is against yours. You will not find me in the stupas, not in Indian shrine rooms, nor in synagogues, nor in cathedrals: Not in masses, nor kirtans, not in legs winding around your own neck, nor in eating nothing but vegetables. When you really look for me you will see me Instantly— You will find me in the tiniest house of...
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