Sunday, September 17, 2000

Garden: Between the poles...


Between the poles of the conscious and the unconscious, there has the mind made a swing: thereon hang all beings and all worlds, and that swing never ceases its sway. All swing! The sky and the earth and the AIR and the WATER, and the Lord Himself taking form: and the sight of this has made Kabîr a servant.

Where to next: AIR or WATER?


[Source: RT 16 (partial); 2.59. jânh, cet acet khambh dôû]

swingThe festival of Jhulan Yatra festival celebrates the swing enjoyed by Krishna and his lover Radha.

Here is the full poem:

XVI

II. 59. jânh, cet acet khambh dôû

  Between the poles of the conscious and the unconscious, there has
    the mind made a swing:
  Thereon hang all beings and all worlds, and that swing never
    ceases its sway.
  Millions of beings are there: the sun and the moon in their
    courses are there:
  Millions of ages pass, and the swing goes on.
  All swing! the sky and the earth and the air and the water; and
    the Lord Himself taking form:
  And the sight of this has made Kabîr a servant.

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