Complete Works. Rabindranath Tagore

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СКАЧАТЬ It is the encounter with the Lord, it is the attainment of bliss,

       it is the reconciliation of the Conditioned and the

       Unconditioned.

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      III. 74. pratham ek jo âpai âp

      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.

       Kabîr 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?

       He has neither form nor formlessness,

       He has no name,

       He has neither colour nor colourlessness,

       He has no dwelling-place.

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      III. 76. kahain Kabîr vicâr ke

      Kabîr ponders and says: "He who has neither caste nor country,

       who is formless and without quality, fills all space."

       The Creator brought into being the Game of Joy: and from the word

       Om the Creation sprang.

       The earth is His joy; His joy is the sky;

       His joy is the flashing of the sun and the moon;

       His joy is the beginning, the middle, and the end;

       His joy is eyes, darkness, and light.

       Oceans and waves are His joy: His joy the Sarasvati, the Jumna,

       and the Ganges.

       The Guru is One: and life and death., union and separation, are

       all His plays of joy!

       His play the land and water, the whole universe!

       His play the earth and the sky!

       In play is the Creation spread out, in play it is established.

       The whole world, says Kabîr, rests in His play, yet still the

       Player remains unknown.

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      III. 84. jhî jhî jantar bâjai

      The harp gives forth murmurous music; and the dance goes on

       without hands and feet.

       It is played without fingers, it is heard without ears: for He is

       the ear, and He is the listener.

       The gate is locked, but within there is fragrance: and there the

       meeting is seen of none.

       The wise shall understand it.

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      III. 89. mor phakîrwâ mângi jây

      The Beggar goes a-begging, but

       I could not even catch sight of Him:

       And what shall I beg of the Beggar He gives without my asking.

       Kabîr says: "I am His own: now let that befall which may befall!"

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      III. 90. naihar se jiyarâ phât re

      My heart cries aloud for the house of my lover; the open road and

       the shelter of a roof are all one to her who has lost the city

       of her husband.

       My heart finds no joy in anything: my mind and my body are

       distraught.

       His palace has a million gates, but there is a vast ocean between

       it and me:

       How shall I cross it, O friend? for endless is the outstretching

       of the path.

       How wondrously this lyre is wrought! When its strings are

       rightly strung, it maddens the heart: but when the keys are

       broken and the strings are loosened, none regard it more.

       I tell my parents with laughter that I must go to my Lord in the

       morning;

      They are angry, for they do not want me to go, and they say: "She

       thinks she has gained such dominion over her husband that she

       can have whatsoever she wishes; and therefore she is impatient

       to go to him."

       Dear friend, lift my veil lightly now; for this is the night of

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