Shabad (Poem)-20

'Ghoonghat ke pat khol re, tohe piyaa milenge'

Lift the veil off your face,
O friend, you'll find your love.

In all beings dwells the Lord,
say no harsh word,
O friend, you'll find your love.

A hundred lamps burn
in the pleasure-house,
You leave not your seat,
O friend, you'll find your love.

Says Kabir, listen O wise one,
the drum that beats within your self,
you'll find your Love.
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Shabad (Poem)-19

'Mori chunri men pari gayo daag piyaa'

O my love, my stole is stained.

Made up of five elements,
this stole has now hundreds of holes.

It was gifted by my mother, but
I've sullied it at my husband's home.

Repeatedly I've washed it with the soap of knowledge,
but the stains have still remained.

Says Kabir, the stains will go,
only when the Guru washes the stole.
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Shabad (Poem)-18

'Mor heeraa hiraigayaa kachre men'

The diamond has been lost in the garbage.

Some search for it in the east,
some in the west,
some in water and some among stones.

Led astray by the five senses, their habits
and impulses, men are entangled in tensions;
even the gods and sages and renunciates,
are just enmeshed in their tantrums.

But, says Kabir, he has come
to realise his diamond's true cost;
he has hidden it in his heart's mantle,
And from there it won't be lost.
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Shabad (Poem)-17

'Man laago mero yaar fakiri men'

Friend, my heart now rejoices in renunciation.
The bliss I've attained chanting the Lord's Name,
Through riches it can never be gained.

I go on with my poor living, not minding
What the people say - in praise or denunciation.

My dwelling is in the city of His love,
I seek solace in patient suffering.
A staff and a bowl in my hands, I roam around
I have my fiefdom in every direction.

O friend, in dust this life has to end,
Then why with pride you are puffed?
Says Kabir, listen, O wise one,
The Lord is met in contentment.
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Shabad (Poem)-16

'Kuchha lenaa na denaa, magan rahnaa'

O friend, be detached and happy within.
The river is deep and the boat quite old,
Let the boatman guide you through thick and thin.

Of five elements is this cage,
In which is the soul-bird singing;
Open your eyes and see it clear -
Your Love within yourself is dwelling.

Says Kabir, listen, O wise one,
Cling on to Guru's feet,
If you want to meet Him within.
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Shabad (Poem)-15

'ham na marain, mare sansaaraa'

The world will die, I won't,
for I have found my Saviour.

If God dies, I too shall die,
if He doesn't, why shall I?

Fools die, but the wise live on,
drinking as they are the elixir of Lord's Name.

Says Kabir, my Guru has led my mind to the Self,
Having found Eternal Bliss, I've become deathless.
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Shabad (Poem)-14

'Ghar ghar deepak barai'

Lamp burns in every house,
but the blind can't see;

who gazes steadily at that light,
is from bonds of death freed.

is anything there for you to say,
or hear or do when you die ?

if you are dead while still alive,
will there be death for you again?

The yogi in his detachment says
that his home is far away,

like the fool who climbs the palm
to look for the Lord, who's within.

House to house, the priest moves on
doling out sermons of faith,

and you holding life-drug yourself,
pray before an idol of stone.

Says Kabir, my Lord is sweet,
and He can be easily attained;

meditation or counting of beads,
virtues and sins, are no avail.
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