LXVI
I. 20. man na rangaye
man n rangaaye rangaaye jogi kapdaa
aasan maari mandir mein baithe,
Brahm-chhandi poojan laage pathraa
Kanvaa phdaay jatvaa badhoule,
daadhi badhaay jogi hoy gaiilye bakra
jangal jaay jogi dhuniyaa ramoule,
kaam jaraay jogi hoy gaiile hizdaa
mathwaa mundaa jogi kapdaa rangoule,
Geeta baanch ke hoy gaiile labraa
kahahin Kabir suno bhaai saadho,
jam darvajwaa baandhal jaiibe pakdaa
The Yogi dyes his garments, instead of dyeing his mind in the colours of love:
He sits within the temple of the Lord, leaving Brahma to worship a stone.
He pierces holes in his ears, he has a great beard and matted locks, he looks like a goat:
He goes forth into the wilderness, killing all his desires, and turns himself into an eunuch:
He shaves his head and dyes his garments; he reads the Gita and becomes a mighty talker.
Kabir says: "You are going to the doors of death, bound hand and foot!"