IT WAS GROWING dark when I asked her, 'What strange land have I come to?'
        She only lowered her eyes, and the water gurgled in thethroat of her jar, as she walked away.
        The trees hang vaguely over the bank, and the land appears as though it already belonged to the past.
        The water is dumb, the bamboos are darkly still, a wristlet tinkles against the water-jar from down the lane.
Row no more, but fasten the boat to this tree,-for I love the look of this land.
        The evening star goes down behind the temple dome, and the pallor of the marble landing haunts the dark water.
        Belated wayfarers sigh; for light from hidden windows is splintered into the darkness by intervening wayside trees and bushes. Still that wristlet tinkles against the water-jar, and retreating steps rustle from down the lane littered with leaves.
        The night deepens, the palace towers loom spectre-like, and the town hums wearily.
        Row no more, but fasten the boat to a tree.
Let me seek rest in this strange land, dimly lying under the stars, where darkness tingles with the tinkle of a wristlet knocking against a water-jar.

I.65. avadhu bhule ko ghar lawe
HE IS DEAR TO me indeed who can call back the wanderer to his home. In the home is the true union, in the home is enjoyment of life: why should I forsake my home and wander in the forest? If Brahma helps me to realize truth, verily I will find both bondage and deliverance in home.
He is dear to me indeed who has power to dive deep into Brahma whose mind loses itself with ease in His contemplation.
He is dear to me who knows Brahma, and can dwell on His supreme truth in meditation; and who can play the melody of the Infinite by uniting love and renunciation in life.
Kabir says: 'The home is the abiding place; in the home is reality; the home helps to attain Him Who is real. So stay where you are, and all things shall come to you in time.'

ত্রাসে লাজে নতশিরে নিত্য নিরবধি
অপমান অবিচার সহ্য করে যদি
তবে সেই দীন প্রাণে তব সত্য হায়
দন্ডে দন্ডে ম্লান হয়। দুর্বল আত্মায়
তোমারে ধরিতে নারে দৃঢ়নিষ্ঠাভরে।
ক্ষীণপ্রাণ তোমারেও ক্ষুদ্রক্ষীণ করে
আপনার মতো-- যত আদেশ তোমার
পড়ে থাকে, আবেশে দিবস কাটে তার।
পুঞ্জ পুঞ্জ মিথ্যা আসি গ্রাস করে তারে
চতুর্দিকে। মিথ্যা মুখে, মিথ্যা ব্যবহারে,
মিথ্যা চিত্তে, মিথ্যা তার মস্তক মাড়ায়ে--
না পারে তাড়াতে তারে উঠিয়া দাঁড়ায়ে।
অপমানে নতশির ভয়ে-ভীত জন
মিথ্যারে ছাড়িয়া দেয় তব সিংহাসন।