ON THE DAY when death will knock at thy door what wilt thou offer to him? Oh, I will set before my guest the full vessel of my life-I will never let him go with empty hands. All the sweet vintage of all my autumn days and summer nights, all the earnings and gleanings of my busy life will I place before him at the close of my days when death will knock at my door.
II. 87. Kabir kab se bhaye vairagi GORAKHNATH ASKS Kabir: 'Tell me, O Kabir, when did your vocation begin? Where did your love have its rise?' Kabir answers: 'When He whose forms are manifold had not begun His play: when there was no Guru, and no disciple: when the world was not spread out: when the Supreme One was alone Then I became an ascetic; then, O Gorakh, my love was drawn to Brahma. Brahma did not hold the crown on his head; the god Vishnu was not anointed as king; the power of Shiva was still unborn; when I was instructed in Yoga. 'I became suddenly revealed in Benares, and Ramananda illumined me; I brought with me the thirst for the Infinite, and I have come for the meeting with Him. In simplicity will I unite with the Simple One; my love will surge up. O Gorakh, march thou with His music!'
