MONA

Thursday, 3 May 2012

Kabir Poem : Are you looking for me?

Are 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 time.

Kabir says: Student, tell me, what is God?
He is the breath inside the breath.

Kabir

Saint Kabir Mystic Poet,O Radiant Saint of Gaint faith,

O Radiant Saint of Gaint faith,

Where can I find thee?
'O Radiant Saint of Gaint faith,
Where the faint light of moon sleep?
'O wake my mind to blest me, with best and worth!
Where i stand on the sand to serve and not to weep;
'O river of illusion vanish when divine ocean enters, Ye flee!

Dedicating to Mystic Poet, Saint Kabir.....