IV
Do not go to the garden of flowers!
O Friend! go not there;
In your body is the garden of flowers.
Take your seat on the thousand petals of the lotus,
and there gaze on the Infinite Beauty.
Labels: By Kabir
When Mysteries converse the wonder to the soul, the Lover thaws away in Beloved and the lustrous essence engulfs the influence of mind. The voyager then uncovers the veil, witnesses the beloved and cedes the wings to wander no more. (Nauschien)
Labels: By Kabir
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