One Hundred Poems of Kabir/XCI
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XCI
III. 12. samskirit bhasha padhi linha
samskirit bhasha padhi linhaa, gyaanee lok kaho ree
asaa trisnaa mein bahi gayo sajanee, kaam ke taap saho ree
maan-maneekee matukee sir par, naahak bojh maro ree
I have learned the Sanskrit language, so let all men call me wise:
But where is the use of this, when I am floating adrift, and parched with thirst, and burning with the heat of desire?
To no purpose do you bear on your head this load of pride and vanity.
Kabir says: "Lay it down in the dust and go forth to meet the Beloved. Address Him as your Lord"