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Song
62
Who has ever taught the widowed
wife
to burn herself on the pyre
of her dead husband?
And who has ever taught love to find bliss in
renunciation?
Song 63
Why so impatient, my heart?
He who watches over birds, beasts, and insects,
He who cared for you whilst you were yet in your
mother's womb,
Shall He not care for you now that you are come
forth?
Oh my heart, how could you turn from the smile of
your Lord and
wander so far from Him?
You have left Your Beloved and are thinking of
others: and this
is why all your work is in vain.
Song 64
Now hard it is to meet my Lord!
The rain-bird wails in thirst for the rain: almost
she dies of
her longing, yet she would have none other water
than the rain.
Drawn by the love of music, the deer moves forward:
she dies as
she listens to the music, yet she shrinks not in
fear.
The widowed wife sits by the body of her dead
husband:
she is not afraid of the fire. Put away all fear for
this poor body.
Song 65
O brother! when I was forgetful,
my true Guru showed me the Way.
Then I left off all rites and ceremonies,
I bathed no more in the holy water:
Then I learned that it was I alone who was mad, and
the whole
world beside me was sane; and I had disturbed these
wise people.
From that time forth I knew no more how to roll in
the dust in obeisance:
I do not ring the temple bell:
I do not set the idol on its throne:
I do not worship the image with flowers.
It is not the austerities that mortify the flesh
which are pleasing to the Lord,
When you leave off your clothes and kill your
senses,
you do not please the Lord:
The man who is kind and who practises righteousness,
who remains
passive amidst the affairs of the world, who
considers all
creatures on earth as his own self,
He attains the Immortal Being, the true God is ever
with him.
Kabīr says: "He attains the true Name whose words
are pure, and
who is free from pride and conceit."
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