साधू ऐसा चाहिऐ, जैसा सूप सुभाय |
सार सार को गहि रहे, थोथा देय उडाय ||
Saadhu aisa chahiye, jaisa soop subhaay
Saar saar ko gahi rahe, thotha de udaay
Saints should be, like a grain thresher in character
The essence he absorbs and the unessential he lets fly away
माया मरी ना मन मरा, मर मर गए शरीर |
आशा तृष्णा ना मरी, कह गए दास कबीर ||
Maya mari na man maraa, mar mar gaye sareer
Aasha trishna naa mari, kah gaye daas Kabir
Illusions nor desires died, bodies died over and again
Hope and wants do not die, says Kabir, that’s the game
Jeevat Samjhe Jeevat Bujhe, Jeevat He Karo Aas
Jeevat Karam Ki Fansi Na Kaati, Mue Mukti Ki Aas
Alive one sees, alive one knows, find your liberation while alive
If Alive you do not cut the noose of your attachments , how will there be liberation with death?
You need to wake up while you are alive; it is your only chance. You need to drop the ties of attachments to illusory things that bind you in illusion. This can only be done while alive, death is not a liberator.
कबिरा प्याला प्रेम का अंतर लिया लगाय |
रोम रोम में रमी रहे और अमल क्या खाय ||
Kabira pyaala prem ka, antar liya lagaye
Rom rom mein rami rahe, aur amal kya khaye
Kabir, the cup of love, I’ve ingested, assimilated
It’s in every hairstrand, nothing’s more intoxicating
जो तोको काँटा बुवे ताहे बोव तू फूल |
तोहे फूल को फूल है ताहे है तिरसूल ||
Jo toko kaanta buve,taahe bov tu phool
Tohe phool ko phool hai, taahe hai tirsool
For those who sow thorns for you, you should sow a flower
For you flower’s a flower but, for them it’s a trident
