One Hundred Poems of Kabir/LVIII

by Kabir

LVIII

I. 63. pi le pyala, ho matwala

pi le pyala ho matwala,
pyaalaa naam ameeras kaa re
kahyen kabir suno saadho,
nakh sikh poor rahaa vish kaa re

 

Empty the Cup! O be drunken!
Drink the divine nectar of His Name!
Kabir says: "Listen to me, dear Sadhu!
From the sole of the foot to the crown of the head this mind is filled with poison."