Hark to the unstruck BELLS and DRUMS! Take your delight in love! Rains pour down without water, and the rivers are streams of light.
Where to next: the BELL or the DRUM?
[Source: RT 97 (partial); 2.90. sâhab ham men, sâhab tum men]
Here is the full poem:
XCVII
II. 90. sâhab ham men, sâhab tum men
The Lord is in me, the Lord is in you, as life is in every seed.
O servant! put false pride away, and seek for Him within you.
A million suns are ablaze with light,
The sea of blue spreads in the sky,
The fever of life is stilled, and all stains are washed away;
when I sit in the midst of that world.
Hark to the unstruck bells and drums! Take your delight in love!
Rains pour down without water, and the rivers are streams of
light.
One Love it is that pervades the whole world, few there are who
know it fully:
They are blind who hope to see it by the light of reason, that
reason which is the cause of separation—
The House of Reason is very far away!
How blessed is Kabîr, that amidst this great joy he sings within
his own vessel.
It is the music of the meeting of soul with soul;
It is the music of the forgetting of sorrows;
It is the music that transcends all coming in and all going
forth.
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