'Ab to amar pad paayaa hai'
I have attained the Eternal Bliss.
No time is there for sorrow or pain
for I now enjoy singing His glory.
The tree of His pleasure has no root, nor seed,
as revealed to me by the grace of the true Guru.
Now there is effulgence of a million suns,
my soul having dipped in the lake of His knowledge.
Says Kabir, listen O wise one,
now comings and goings have come to an end.
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This blog contains poetic translations of Kabir's poems by Sunil Uniyal. Kabir (c. 15th century) was a medieval Bhakti poet of Northern India (U.P.), who wrote a number of Dohas (saakhis), shabads and ramainis in Hindi-Avadhi, compiled by his followers in the Bijak.
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Shabad (Poem)-2
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