Treasure Island

Kabir

(1440 - 1518 / Pratapgar, Uttar Pradesh, India)

Between the Poles of the Conscious


BETWEEN the poles of the conscious and the unconscious, there has the mind made a swing:
Thereon hang all beings and all worlds, and that swing never ceases its sway.
Millions of beings are there: the sun and the moon in their courses are there:
Millions of ages pass, and the swing goes on.
All swing! the sky and the earth and the air and the water; and the Lord Himself taking form:
And the sight of this has made Kabîr a servant.

Submitted: Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Edited: Wednesday, May 02, 2012

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From: Songs Of Kabir
Translated by Rabindranath Tagore
New York, The Macmillan Company 1915

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  • Mark Bell (4/16/2012 10:53:00 PM)

    SEEING IS BELIEVING. WE MUST GO AND SEE FOR OURSELVES. I LOVE KABIR'S POEMS (Report) Reply

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