All my friends are departing one by one from this world. My turn is not far away.
One that rises is bound to set. One that blooms is bound to wither. One that is erected is bound to collapse. One that comes has to go.
I have written many virtues of God on my heart. I fear while drinking water as what I have written may wash out.
Don’t run away from a person who censures you. Rather you should give him honour and respect. He will cleanse your body and mind as he will keep on babbling identifying all your shortcomings.
God is a reservoir of infinite virtue. I don’t have any. I searched my mind and knew that all vice is rooted in ego.
He who has equanimity of mind is said to be cool. He doesn’t commit himself to a faction and never utters a word of jealousy.
Kabir has no other interest. He is interested only in God. God doesn’t care for merit and demerit. The world cares for merit and demerit as it has its own vested interest.
There is no need to explain divinity by approaching people at their home. If people have thirst for divinity they will understand the divine on their own.
With what face should I make any request. I feel ashamed. You can see that I make mistakes, still you like me?
My God please remember me. I am passing though the ocean of transmigration. If you don’t hold my hand, I will get drowned.
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