Guest guest Posted May 25, 2000 Report Share Posted May 25, 2000 A million suns are ablaze with Light, The sea of blue spreads in the Sky, The fever of life is stilled, and all stains are washed away; when I sit in the midst of that World. Hark to the unstruck bells and drums! Take your delight in love! Rains pour down without water, and the rivers are Streams of Light. One Love it is that pervades the whole world, few there are who know it fully: They are blind who hope to see by the light of reason, that reason which is the cause of separation -- The House of Reason is very far away! How blessed is Kabir, that amidst this great joy he sings within his own vessel. It is the Music of the meeting of the soul with soul; It is the Music of the forgetting of sorrows; It is the Music that transcends all coming in and all going forth. -- "SONGS OF KABIR," Rabindranath Tagore, Samuel Weiser Books, York Beach, Maine ______________________ Get Your Private, Free E-mail from MSN Hotmail at http://www.hotmail.com Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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