The Kabir Book: Forty-Four of the Ecstatic Poems of Kabir
Are You Looking For Me? I Am In The Next SeatAt Last The Notes Of His Flute Come InBetween The Conscious And The Unconscious, TheThe Bhakti Path Winds In A Delicate WayClouds Grow Heavy; Thunder GoesThe Darkness Of Night Is Coming Along Fast, AndDon't Go Outside Your House To See FlowersThe Flute Of Interior Time Is Played Whether We Hear It Or NotFriend, Please Tell Me What I Can Do About This WorldFriend, Wake Up! Why Do You Go On SleepingThe Guest Is InsideHave You Heard The Music That No Fingers Enter IntoThe Holy One Disguised As An Old Person In A Cheap HotelThe Hopeful Spiritual AthleteHow Hard It Is To Meet The GuestHow Much Is Not TrueI Don't Know What Sort Of A God We Have Been Talking AboutI Have Been Thinking Of The Difference Between WaterI Know The Sound Of The Ecstatic FluteI Married My Lord, And Meant To Live With HimI Played For Ten Years With The Girls My Own AgeI Said To The Wanting-creature Inside MeI Talk To My Innder Lover, And I Say, Why Such Rush?Inside This Clay Jug There Are Canyons And PineIt Is Time To Put Up A Love-swingKnowing Nothing Shuts The Iron Gates; The NewLet's Leave For The Country Where The Guest Lives!Listen Friend, This Body Is His DulcimerMy Body And My Mind Are In Depression BecauseMy Inside, Listen To Me, The Greatest SpiritOh Friend, I Love You, Think This OverThe Small Ruby Everyone Wants Has Fallen Out On The RoadStudent, Do The Simple PurificationSwan, I'd Like You To Tell Me Your Whole StoryThere Is A Flag No One Sees Blowing In The %sky-templeThere Is A Moon In My Body, But I Can't See It!To Be A Slave Of IntensityWhat Comes Out Of The Harp? Music!What Has Death And A Thick Body Dances BeforeWhen My Friend Is Away From Me, I Am DepressedWhy Should We Two Ever Want To Part--Table of Poems fromPoem Finder®