III. 9. sil santosh sada samadrishti HE WHO is meek and contented, he who has an equal vision, whose mind is filled with the fullness of acceptance and of rest; He who has seen Him and touched Him, he is freed from all fear and trouble. To him the perpetual thought of God is like sandal paste smeared on the body, to him nothing else is delight: His work and his rest are filled with music: he sheds abroad the radiance of love. Kabir says: 'Touch His feet, who is one and indivisible, immutable and peaceful; who fills all vessels to the brim with joy, and whose form is love.'
YOU HAVE drunk the draught of songs that I poured for you, and accepted the garland of my woven dreams. My heart straying in the wilderness was ever touched by the pain that was your own touch. When my days are done, my leave-taking hushed in a final silence, my voice will linger in the autumn light and rain-laden clouds with the message that we had met.
