THEY DO NOT build high towers in the Land of All-I-Have-Found. A grassy lawn runs by the road, with a stream of fugitive water at its side. The bees haunt the cottage porches abloom with passion flowers. The men set out on their errands with a smile, and in the evening they come home with a song, with no wages, in the Land of All-I-Have-Found.
In the midday, sitting in the cool of their courtyards, the women hum and spin at their wheels, while over the waving harvest comes wafted the music of shepherds' flutes. It rejoices the wayfarers' hearts who walk singing through the shimmering shadows of the fragrant forest in the Land of AII-l-Have-Found.
The traders sail with their merchandise down the river, but they do not moor their boats in this land; soldiers march with banners flying, but the king never stops his chariot. Travellers who come from afar to rest here awhile, go away without knowing what there is in the Land of All-I-Have-Found.
Here crowds do not jostle each other in the roads. O poet, set up your house in this land. Wash from your feet the dust of distant wanderings, tune your lute, and at the day's end stretch yourself on the cool grass under the evening star in the Land of All-I-Have-Found.

HAVE YOU COME to me as my sorrow? All the more I must cling to you.
Your face is veiled in the dark, all the more I must see you.
At the blow of death from your hand let my life leap up in a flame.
Tears flow from my eyes,-let them flow round your feet in worship.
And let the pain in my breast speak to me that you are, still mine.

I.107. calat mansa acal kinhi
I HAVE STILLED my restless mind, and my heart is radiant: for in That-ness
I have seen beyond That-ness, in company I have seen the Comrade Himself.
Living in bondage, I have set myself free: I have broken away from the clutch of all narrowness.
Kabir says: 'I have attained the unattainable, and my heart is coloured with the colour of love.'