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daal-paat mein mool ganvaaven
saayeen milaanee sukh dilaanee
nirgun-sargun bhet mitaanee

The true Name is like none other name!
The distinction of the Conditioned from the Unconditioned is but a word:
The Unconditioned is the seed, the Conditioned is the flower and the fruit.
Knowledge is the branch, and the Name is the root.
Look, and see where the root is: happiness shall be yours when you come to the root.
The root will lead you to the branch, the leaf, the flower, and the fruit:
It is the encounter with the Lord, it is the attainment of bliss, it is the reconciliation of the Conditioned and the Unconditioned.


LXXXI

III. 74. pratham ek jo apai ap

pratham ek jo apai ap, nirkar nirgun nirjaap
nahin tav aadi-ant-madh-taaraa, nahin tav andh-dhundh ujiyaaraa
nahin tav bhoomi-pavan-akaasaa, nahin tav paavak-neer-niwaasaa
nahin tav sursuti-jamunaa-gangaa, nahin tav saagar-samudra-tarangaa
nahin tav paap-punya nahin ved-puraanaa, nahi tav bhayo kateb-kuraanaa
kahyen Kabir vichaarikye, tab kuchh kirpaa nahin param-purush tahn aapheen, agam-agochar maaheen
kartaa kachhu khaavye nahin peevye, kartaa kabhun marye nahin jeevye
kartaa ke kachhu roop n rekhaa, kartaa ke kachhu baran n bhekhaa
jaake jaat-got kachhu naahin, mahimaa barani n jaay mo paahin
roop-aroop nahin teraa naavn, barn-abarn nahin tehi thaavn

IN the beginning was He alone, sufficient unto Himself: the formless, colourless, and unconditioned Being.
Then was there neither beginning, middle, nor end;
Then were no eyes, no darkness, no light;
Then were no ground, air, nor sky; no fire, water, nor earth; no rivers like the Ganges and the Jumna, no seas, oceans, and waves.
Then was neither vice nor virtue; scriptures there were not, as the Vedas and Puranas, nor as the Koran.
Kabir ponders in his mind and says: "Then was there no activity: the Supreme Being remained merged in the unknown depths of His own self."
The Guru neither eats nor drinks, neither lives nor dies:
Neither has He form, line, colour, nor vesture.
He who has neither caste nor clan nor anything else - how may I describe His glory?