One Hundred Poems of Kabir/XCVI
XCVI
I. 75. samajh dekh man mit piyarwa
samajh dekh man mit piyarwa,
aasik hokar sonaa kyaa re
paayaa ho to de le pyaare,
paay paay phir khonaa kyaa re
jab akhiyan mein neend ghaneree,
takiyaa aur bichhounaa kyaa re
kahyen Kabir prem kaa maarag,
sir denaa to romaa kyaa re
O friend, dear heart of mine, think well! if you love indeed, then why do you sleep?
If you have found Him, then give yourself utterly, and take Him to you.
Why do you loose Him again and again?
If the deep sleep of rest has come to your eyes, why waste your time making the bed and arranging the pillows?
Kabir says: "I tell you the ways of love! Even though the head itself must be given, why should you weep over it?"