Showing posts with label Kabir. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kabir. Show all posts

Sunday, October 5, 2014

listen



The flute of the infinite is played without ceasing,
and its sound is love.





Kabir
Photo:  Peter Bowers





Thursday, October 24, 2013

Stand Firm



I said to the wanting-creature inside me:
What is this river you want to cross?
There are no travelers on the river-road, and no road.
Do you see anyone moving about on that bank, or nesting?

There is no river at all, and no boat, and no boatman.
There is no tow rope either, and no one to pull it.
There is no ground, no sky, no time, no bank, no ford!

And there is no body, and no mind!
Do you believe there is some place that will make the
soul less thirsty?
In that great absence you will find nothing.

Be strong then, and enter into your own body;
there you have a solid place for your feet.
Think about it carefully!
Don't go off somewhere else!

Kabir says this:  just throw away all thoughts of 
imaginary things, 
and stand firm in that which you are.  





Kabir
Photo:  Peter Bowers












Wednesday, October 23, 2013

Go Deeper



Go deeper
Past thoughts into silence.
Past silence into stillness.
Past stillness into the heart.
Let love consume all that is left of you.





Kabir
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Wednesday, June 26, 2013

hiding in this cage




hiding in this cage
of visible matter

is the invisible
 lifebird

pay attention
to her

she is singing 
your song





Kabir
image via:  sweetlysurreal






Sunday, November 6, 2011

Are you looking for me?


Are you looking for me?  I am in the next seat.
My shoulder is against yours.
You will not find me in 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 vegetables.
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.






Kabir