Having crossed the river,
where will you go, O friend ?
There’s no road to tread,
No traveler ahead,
Neither a beginning,
Nor an end.
There’s no water, no boat,
No boatman, no cord;
No earth is there, no sky,
No time, no bank, no ford.
You have forgotten the Self within,
Your search in the void will be in vain;
In a moment the life will ebb
And in this body you won’t remain.
Be ever conscious of this, O friend,
You’ve to immerse within your Self;
Kabir says, salvation you won’t then need,
For what you are, you would be indeed.
Kabir (1440 – 1518)

A bazaar art print of Kabir, mid-1900′s More at Wikipedia
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