Poems of Kabir
|61.||The Swan flies away||3/30/2010|
|62.||The Time Before Death||3/30/2010|
|64.||There's A Moon Inside My Body||1/1/2004|
|65.||To be a Slave of Intensity||5/2/2012|
|66.||To Thee Thou Hast Drawn My Love||5/2/2012|
|67.||To what shore would you cross||3/30/2010|
|68.||What Kind Of God?||5/2/2012|
|69.||When He Himself Reveals Himself||3/30/2010|
|70.||When I found the boundless knowledge||5/2/2012|
|71.||When The Day Came||5/2/2012|
|72.||When you were born in this world - Dohas II||1/1/2004|
|73.||Where do you search me||1/1/2004|
|74.||Where Spring, the lord of the seasons||3/30/2010|
|75.||Within this Earthen Vessel||5/2/2012|
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
When you really look for me, you will see me