XCV
I. 109. sain ke sangat sasur ai
sain ke sangat sasur ai
sang na rahi swaad naa jaanyo, kyon joban supne kee naayeen
sakhee-sahelee mangal gaaven, sukh-dukh maathe haradee chadhaayee
bhayoun vivaah chalee bin doolah, baat-jaat samadhee samajhaayee
kahyen Kabir ham goune jaiibe, tarab kat lye toor bajaayee
I came with my Lord to my Lord's home: but I lived not with Him and I tasted Him not, and my youth passed away like a dream.
On my wedding night my women friends sang in chorus, and I was anointed with the unguents of pleasure and pain:
But when the ceremony was over, I left my Lord and came away, and my kinsman tried to console me upon the road.
Kabir says: "I shall go to my Lord's house with my love at my side; then shall I sound the trumpet of triumph!"