Kabir

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

Having Crossed The River


Having crossed the river,
where will you go, O friend?

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Translated from origianl hindi language by
Sunil Uniyal

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  • * Sunprincess * (3/19/2014 9:40:00 AM)

    Having crossed the river,
    where will you go, O friend?

    There's no road to tread,
    No traveler ahead,
    Neither a beginning, nor an end.

    There's no water, no boat, no boatman, no cord;
    No earth is there, no sky, no time, no bank, no ford.

    You have forgotten the Self within,
    Your search in the void will be in vain;
    In a moment the life will ebb
    And in this body you won't remain.

    Be ever conscious of this, O friend,
    You've to immerse within your Self;
    Kabir says, salvation you won't then need,
    For what you are, you would be indeed.
    ......thanks kabir...enjoyed the whole poem.. (Report) Reply

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