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Song
70
He who is meek and contented., he
who has an equal vision, whose
mind is filled with the fullness of acceptance and
of rest;
He who has seen Him and touched Him,
he is freed from all fear and trouble.
To him the perpetual thought of God is like sandal
paste smeared
on the body, to him nothing else is delight:
His work and his rest are filled with music:
he sheds abroad the radiance of love.
Kabīr says: "Touch His feet, who is one and
indivisible,
immutable and peaceful; who fills all vessels to the
brim with
joy, and whose form is love."
Song 71
Go thou to the company of the
good,
where the Beloved One has His dwelling place:
Take all thy thoughts and love and instruction from
thence.
Let that assembly be burnt to ashes where His Name
is not spoken!
Tell me, how couldst thou hold a wedding-feast,
if the bridegroom himself were not there?
Waver no more, think only of the Beloved;
Set not thy heart on the worship of other gods,
there is no worth in the worship of other masters.
Kabīr deliberates and says: "Thus thou shalt never
find the Beloved!"
Song 72
The jewel is lost in the mud, and
all are seeking for it;
Some look for it in the east, and some in the west;
some in the
water and some amongst stones.
But the servant Kabīr has appraised it at its true
value, and has
wrapped it with care in the end of the mantle of his
heart.
Song 73
The palanquin came to take me away
to my husband's home, and it
sent through my heart a thrill of joy;
But the bearers have brought me into the lonely
forest,
where I have no one of my own.
O bearers, I entreat you by your feet, wait but a
moment longer:
let me go back to my kinsmen and friends, and take
my leave of them.
The servant Kabīr sings: "O Sadhu! finish your
buying and
selling, have done with your good and your bad: for
there are
no markets and no shops in the land to which you
go."
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