Date Posted:14:07 Author: ketch - 18 Oct 2001 Subject: The Clouds of Love
Says Kabir: the clouds of love have gathered
raining over me
my soul soaked within
green woods around.
Says Kabir: do not be proud
seeing your mansion
tomorrow you will lie beneath the earth
tufts of grass over you.
Says Kabir: those who do not love God
know no joy
like a guest in an empty house
they come and depart.
Your God dwells within you
like fragrance in the flower
must lies within the deer
yet seeks it afar.
Worlds pass away reading scriptures
none the wiser
he who understand the word 'Love'
is the wise one.
The Hindu says Ram is supreme
the Muslim, Rahim
both die fighting each other
neither knowing the Truth.
Remembering You ever
egoless, I have merged with You
no more the cycle of births and deaths
wherever the eye goes I see You.
Brimming with devotion to God I am
this world ties me no more
a pitcher once backed, says Kabir
needs no potter's wheel again.