Saturday, October 2, 2010

The harp gives forth murmurous music;
and the dance goes on
without hands and feet.
It is played without fingers,
it is heard without ears:
for He is the ear,
and He is the listener.
The gate is locked,
but within there is fragrance:
and there the meeting is seen of none.
The wise shall understand it.

-- Kabir
(from Songs of Kabir,
edited by R. Tagore and E. Underhill)

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