III. 74. pratham ek jo apai ap
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 elsehow 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.

ON THAT NIGHT when the storm broke open my door.
I did not know that you entered my room through the ruins,
For the lamp was blown out, and it became dark;
I stretched my arms to the sky in search of help.
I lay on the dust waiting in the tumultuous dark and I knew not that storm was your own banner.
When the morning came I saw you standing upon the emptiness that was spread over my house.

তুমি যে         সুরের আগুন      লাগিয়ে দিলে
                                        মোর প্রাণে,
এ আগুন       ছড়িয়ে গেল
                     সব খানে।
    যত সব       মরা গাছের ডালে ডালে
                     নাচে আগুন তালে তালে,
    আকাশে      হাত তোলে সে
                      কার পানে?
আঁধারের      তারা যত         অবাক হয়ে
                                       রয় চেয়ে,
কোথাকার     পাগল হাওয়া
                  বয় ধেয়ে।
    নিশীথের      বুকের মাঝে এই যে অমল
                    উঠল ফুটে স্বর্ণ-কমল,
    আগুনের       কী গুণ আছে
                      কে জানে।