One Hundred Poems of Kabir/LXX
LXX
III. 9. sil santosh soda samadrishti
sil-santosh sadaa samdrishti, rahani gahani mein poora.
nisi-baasar charchaa chit chandan, aan kathaa n sohaavye.
karnee-dharnee sangeet gaavye, prem rang udaavye.
raag-swaroop akhandit avichal, nirbhay beparvaayee.
kahyen Kabir taahi pag parso, ghat ghat sab sukhdaayee.
He who is meek and contented, he who has an equal vision, whose mind is filled with the fullness of acceptance and of rest;
He who has seen Him and touched Him, he is freed from all fear and trouble.
To him the perpetual thought of God is like sandal paste smeared on the body, to him nothing else is delight:
His work and his rest are filled with music:he sheds abroad the radiance of love.
Kabir says: "Touch His feet, who is one and indivisible, immutable and peaceful; who fills all vessels to the brim with joy, and whose form is love."