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Eyes Opened...


"Lamps burn in every house, O blind one! and you cannot see them.
"One day your eyes shall suddenly be opened,
and you shall see: and the fetters of death will fall from you.


There is nothing to say or to hear, there is nothing to do:
it is he who is living, yet dead, who shall never die again.

Because he lives in solitude,
therefore the Yogi says that his home is far away.
Your Lord is near:
yet you are climbing the palm-tree to seek Him.


The Brahman priest goes from house to house and initiates people into faith:

Alas! the true fountain of life is beside you,
and you have set up a stone to worship.


Kabir says: "I may never express how sweet my Lord is.
Yoga and the telling of beads,
virtue and vice--these are naught to Him."

Kabir
in _Songs of Kabir_, XXI (2.33)
Translated by Rabindranath Tagore
New York: The Macmillan Company, 1915, p. 70-71

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