Shall I flail with words, when love has made the space inside me full of

light?

I know the diamond is wrapped in this cloth, so why should I open it all

the time and look?

When the pan was empty, it flew up; now that it's full, why bother weighing

it?

The swan has flown to the mountain lake!

Why bother with ditches and holes any more?

The Holy One lives inside you -

Why open other eyes at all?

Kabir will tell you the truth: Listen, brother!

The Guest who makes my eyes so bright

Has made love to me.

8

I laugh when I hear 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 so 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!

9

Experiencing nothing shut the iron gates;

The new love opens them.

The sound of the gates opening wakes the

Beautiful woman asleep.

Kabir says: Fantastic! Don't let a chance like this go by!






10

Between the conscious and the unconscious, the mind has put up a swing;

All earth creatures, even the supernovas, sway between these two trees,

And it never winds down.

Angels, animals, humans, insects by the million, also the wheeling sun and

moon;

Ages go by, and it goes on.

Everything is swinging: heaven, earth, water, fire, and the Secret One

slowly growing a body.

Kabir caught one glimpse of that; it made him a servant for life.

11

My inside, listen to me, the greatest spirit, the Teacher, is near.

Wake up, wake up!

Run to his feet -

he is standing close to your head right now.

You have slept for millions and millions of years.

Why not wake up this morning?

12

There is a flag no one sees blowing in the sky-temple.

A blue cloth has been stretched up, it is decorated

With the moon and many jewels.

The sun and the moon can be seen in that place;

When looking at that, bring your mind down to silence.

I will tell you the truth:

The man who has drunk from that liquid wanders around

Like someone insane.

13

There's a moon in my body, but I can't see it!

A moon and a sun.

A drum never touched by hands, beating, & I can't hear it!

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,

The work of the Teacher is over.

The purpose of labor is to learn;

When you know it, the labor is over.

The apple blossom exists to create fruit;

When that comes, the petals fall.

The musk is inside the deer, but the deer does not

look for it;

it wanders around looking for grass.