No longer am I
The man I used to be;
For I have plucked the fruit
Of this precious tree of life.
As the river flows down the hills
And becomes one with the sea,
So has this weaver’s love flowed
To become one with the Lord of Love.
Go deeper and deeper in meditation
To reach the seabed of consciousness.
Through the blessing of my teacher
I have passed beyond the land of death.
Says Kabir: Listen to me, friends,
And cast away all your doubts.
Make your faith unshakable in the Lord,
And pass beyond the land of death.
–Kabir
