Tell Me, O Swan, Your Ancient Tale Poem by Kabir

Tell Me, O Swan, Your Ancient Tale

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Tell me, O Swan, your ancient tale.
From what land do you come,
O Swan? to what shore will you fly?
Where would you take your rest,
O Swan, and what do you seek?

Even this morning, O Swan, awake, arise, follow me!
There is a land where no doubt nor sorrow have rule:
where the terror of Death is no more.
There the woods of spring are a-bloom,
and the fragrant scent 'He is I' is borne on the wind:
There the bee of the heart is deeply immersed,
and desires no other joy.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
From: Songs Of Kabir
Translated by Rabindranath Tagore
New York, The Macmillan Company 1915
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sriranji Aratisankar 15 September 2016

Even this morning, O Swan, awake, arise, follow me! How I can folow O swan tell me...

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Pratapgar, Uttar Pradesh, India
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