II.110. mohi tohi lagi kaise chute
HOW COULD the love between Thee and me sever?
As the leaf of the lotus abides on the water: so thou art my Lord, and I am Thy servant.
As the night-bird Chakor gazes all night at the moon: so Thou art my Lord and I am Thy servant.
From the beginning until the ending of time, there is love between Thee and me; and how shall such love be extinguished?
Kabir says: 'As the river enters into the ocean, so my heart touches Thee.'

II.77. maddh akas ap jahan baithe
THE MIDDLE region of the sky, wherein the spirit dwelleth, is radiant with the music of light;
There, where the pure and white music blossoms, my Lord takes His delight.
In the wondrous effulgence of each hair of His body, the brightness of millions of suns and of moons is lost.
On that shore there is a city, where the rain of nectar pours and pours, and never ceases.
Kabir says: 'Come, O Dharmadas! and see my great Lord's Durbar.'

BONDS? INDEED they are bonds, this love and this hope in our hearts.
They are as mother's arms pressing the child to the warmth of her bosom.
Thirst? Yes, it is the thirst which leads life to each source of its joy in the breasts of the eternal mother.
Who would take from the child this thirst of his growing life and break through the bonds of the mother's encircling arms?