I THOUGHT I would write love's words in their own colour; but that lies deep in the heart, and tears are pale.
        Would you know them, friend, if the words were colourless?
        I thought I would sing love's words to their own tune, but that sounds only in my heart, and my eyes are silent.
        Would you know them, friend, if there were no tune?

III. 13. sadh sangat pitam
GO THOU TO the company of the good, where the Beloved One has His dwelling place:
Take all thy thoughts and love and instruction from thence.
Let that assembly be burnt to ashes where His Name is not spoken!
Tell me, how couldst thou bold a wedding-feast, if the bridegroom himself were not there?
Waver no more, think only of the Beloved;
Set not thy heart on the worship of other gods, there is no worth in the worship of other masters.
Kabir deliberates and says: 'Thus thou shalt never find the Beloved!'

     চোখে দেখিস,   প্রাণে কানা।
হিয়ার মাঝে দেখ্‌-না ধরে
                       ভুবনখানা।
প্রাণের সাথে সে যে গাঁথা,
সেথায় তারি আসন পাতা,
বাইরে তারে রাখিস তবু--
      অন্তরে তার যেতে মানা?
তারি কণ্ঠে তোমার বাণী,
                 তোরি রঙে রঙিন তারি
                  বসনখানি।
যে জন তোমার বেদনাতে
লুকিয়ে খেলে দিনে রাতে
সামনে যে ওই রূপে রসে
      সেই অজানা হল জানা।