brahm ke deh mein bhakt jeevye
saanch hee kahat aur saanch hee gahat hai
kaanch koon tyaag kar saanch laagaa
kahyen kabir yoon bhakt nirbhay huaa
janm aur maran kaa bharm bhaagaa
gagan garajye tahaan sadaa paavas jharye
hot jhankaar nit bajat tooraa
gagan ke bhavan mein gaib kaa chaandnaa
uday aur ast kaa naanv naahin
divas aur raiin tahn nek n paayiye
prem prakaas ke sindh maahin
sadaa aanand dukh-dand vyaapye nahin
poornaanand bharpoor dekhaa
bharm aur bhraanti tahn nek nahin paayiye
kahyen kabir ras ek pekhaa
khel brhmaand kaa pind mein dekhiyaa
jagat kee bharmanaa door bhaagee
baaharaa-bheetaraa ek aakaasvat
dhariyaa mein adhar bharpoor laagee
dekh deedaar mastaan main hoy rahyaa
sakal bharpoor hai noor tera
gyaan kaa thaal aur prem-deepak ahye
adhar aasan kiyaa agam deraa
kahyen kabir tahn bharm bhaase nahin
janam aur maran kaa mitaa pheraa
The light of the sun, the moon, and the stars shines bright:
The melody of love swells forth, and the rhythm of love's detachment beats the time.
Day and night, the chorus of music fills the heavens; and Kabir says,
"My Beloved One gleams like the lightning flash in the sky."
Do you know how the moments perform their adoration?
Waving its row of lamps, the universe sings in worship day and night,
There are the hidden banner and the secret canopy:
There the sound of the unseen bells is heard.
Kabir says: "There adoration never ceases; there the Lord of the Universe sitteth on His throne"
The whole world does its works and commits its errors: but few are the lovers who know the Beloved.
The devout seeker is he who mingles in his heart the double currents of love and detachment, like the mingling of the streams of Ganges and Jumna;
In his heart the sacred water flows day and night; and thus the round of births and deaths is brought to an end.
Behold what wonderful rest is in the Supreme Spirit! and he enjoys it, who makes himself meet for it.
Held by the cords of love, the swing of the Ocean of Joy sways to and fro; and a mighty sound breaks forth in song.
