Saturday, September 24, 2011

O Friend! this body is His lyre;
He tightens its strings,
and draws from it
the melody of Brahma.
If the strings snap and the keys slacken,
then to dust must this instrument of dust return.
. . . . None but Brahma can evoke its melodies.

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

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