Garden: So high is my Lord's palace...

So high is my Lord's palace, my heart trembles to mount its stairs: yet I must not be shy, if I would enjoy His love.

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Next: This is the end of a path, but not the end of the garden. Return to the beginning: would you like to follow the FLUTE again, or answer the call of the VEENA?

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[Source: RT 11 (partial); 1.131. nis' din khelat rahî sakhiyân sang]

Here is the full poem:

XI

I. 131. nis' din khelat rahî sakhiyân sang

  I played day and night with my comrades, and now I am greatly
    afraid.
  So high is my Lord's palace, my heart trembles to mount its
    stairs: yet I must not be shy, if I would enjoy His love.
  My heart must cleave to my Lover; I must withdraw my veil, and
    meet Him with all my body:
  Mine eyes must perform the ceremony of the lamps of love.
  Kabîr says: "Listen to me, friend: he understands who loves. If
    you feel not love's longing for your Beloved One, it is vain
    to adorn your body, vain to put unguent on your eyelids."

Garden: As the night-bird...

As the night-bird Chakor gazes all NIGHT at the moon, so Thou art my LORD and I am Thy servant. From the beginning until the ending of time, there is love between Thee and me, and how shall such love be extinguished?

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Where to next: the NIGHT or the LORD?

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[Source: RT 34 (partial); 2.110. mohi tohi lâgî kaise chute]

Chakor. This Indian partridge feels a love for the moon that is both intense and unrequited.

Here is the full poem:

XXXIV

II. 110. mohi tohi lâgî kaise chute

  How could the love between Thee and me sever?
  As the leaf of the lotus abides on the water: so thou art my
    Lord, and I am Thy servant.
  As the night-bird Chakor gazes all night at the moon: so Thou art
    my Lord and I am Thy servant.
  From the beginning until the ending of time, there is love
    between Thee and me; and how shall such love be extinguished?
  Kabîr says: "As the river enters into the ocean, so my heart
    touches Thee."