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)