Kabir: songs of a weaver-9

Rekha Sahay

Don’t go to the garden outside,

don’t go :

Your body self contains

a Bower in bloom.

Where you can sit on a

thousand petalled lotus,

And gaze upon the

ultimate infinite form.

Kabir Vani

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