Daily Archives: December 8, 2017

I Am Pale With Longing For My Beloved – Mirabai

I am pale with longing for my beloved; People believe I am ill. Seizing on every possible pretext, I try to meet him ‘by accident.’ They have sent for a country doctor; He grabs my arm and prods it; How … Continue reading

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Strange Is The Path When You Offer Love – Mirabai

Do not mention the name of love, O my simple-minded companion. Strange is the path When you offer your love. Your body is crushed at the first step. If you want to offer love Be prepared to cut off your … Continue reading

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O How May I Ever Express That Secret Word? – Kabir

O How may I ever express that secret word? O how can I say He is not like this, and He is like that? If I say that He is within me, the universe is ashamed: If I say that … Continue reading

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Friend, Hope For The Guest While You Are Alive – Kabir

Friend, hope for the Guest while you are alive. Jump into experience while you are alive! Think… and think… while you are alive. What you call ‘salvation’ belongs to the time before death. If you don’t break your ropes while … Continue reading

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