I THOUGHT that my voyage had come to its end at the last limit of my power,-that the path before me was closed, that provisions were exhausted and the time come to take shelter in a silent obscurity. But I find that thy will knows no end in me. And when old words die out on the tongue, new melodies break forth from the heart; and where the old tracks are lost, new country is revealed with its wonders.
I.93. gagan math gaib nisan gade THE HIDDEN Banner is planted in the temple of the sky; there the blue canopy decked with the moon and set with bright jewels is spread. There the light of the sun and the moon is shining: still your mind to silence before that splendour. Kabir says: 'He who has drunk of this nectar, wanders like one who is mad.'
