One Hundred Poems of Kabir/VIII
VIII
I. 101. is ghat antar bag bagice
is ghat antar baag-bagiche, isi mein sirjanhaaraa
is ghat antar saat samundar, isi mein nau lakh taaraa
is ghat antar paaras motee, isi men parkhanhaaraa
is ghat antar anahad garajye, isi mein utath phuhaaraa
kahat Kabir suno bhaai saadho, isi men saayeen hamaaraa
Within this earthern vessel are bowers and groves, and
within it is the Creator:
Within this vessel are the seven oceans and the unnumbered
stars.
The touchstone and the jewel-appraiser are within;
And within this vessel the Eternal soundeth, and the spring wells up. Kabir says: "Listen to me, my friend! My beloved Lord is within."