Kabir | Poet | Mystic | Philosopher



Like Ramana Maharshi, who was also awake, Kabir did not have a particular religion.  He was also very critical of all sects in India, which is probably a reason for his universal appeal.  It is said that when he died his Hindu and Muslim followers were quarreling over his remains. They then heard a voice asking them to lift the shroud covering the body. When they did they only found flowers.

Some of his poems:

Do not go to the garden of flowers!

O friend! go not there;

In your body is the garden of flowers.

Take your seat on the thousand petals of the

lotus, and there gaze on the infinite beauty.

**************                –Kabir

Hang up the swing of love today!

Hang the body and the mind between the

arms of the beloved, in the ecstasy of love’s joy:

Bring the tearful streams of the rainy clouds

to your eyes, and cover your heart with

the shadow of darkness:

Bring your face nearer to his ear, and speak

of the deepest longings of your heart.

Kabir says: `Listen to me brother! bring the

vision of the Beloved in your heart.’


Are you looking for me? I am in the next seat.

My shoulder is against yours.

you will not find me in the stupas, not in Indian shrine

rooms, nor in synagogues, nor in cathedrals:

not in masses, nor kirtans, not in legs winding

around your own neck, nor in eating nothing but


When you really look for me, you will see me

instantly —

you will find me in the tiniest house of time.

Kabir says: Student, tell me, what is God?

He is the breath inside the breath.

More about Kabir at: http://www.poetry-chaikhana.com/K/Kabir/


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