Vi
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"The Songs of Kabir", tr. by Rabindranath Tagore, intro. by Evelyn Underhill, [1915],
Vi
I. 83. \"cand jhalkai yahi ghaT mhn "
THE moon shines in my body, but my blind eyes cannot see it:
The moon is within me, and so is the sun.
The unstruck drum of Eternity is sounded within me; but my deaf ears cannot hear it.
So long as man clamours for the "I" and the "Mine", his works are as naught:
When all love of the "I" and the "Mine" is dead, then the work of the Lord is done.
For work has no other aim than the getting of knowledge:
When that comes, then work is put away.
The flower blooms for the fruit: when the fruit comes, the flower withers. p. 50
The musk is in the deer, but it seeks it not within itself: it wanders in quest of grass.
"The Songs of Kabir", tr. by Rabindranath Tagore, intro. by Evelyn Underhill, [1915],
Vi
I. 83. \"cand jhalkai yahi ghaT mhn "
THE moon shines in my body, but my blind eyes cannot see it:
The moon is within me, and so is the sun.
The unstruck drum of Eternity is sounded within me; but my deaf ears cannot hear it.
So long as man clamours for the "I" and the "Mine", his works are as naught:
When all love of the "I" and the "Mine" is dead, then the work of the Lord is done.
For work has no other aim than the getting of knowledge:
When that comes, then work is put away.
The flower blooms for the fruit: when the fruit comes, the flower withers. p. 50
The musk is in the deer, but it seeks it not within itself: it wanders in quest of grass.
