Hey brother, why do you want me to talk?

by Kabir

English version by John Stratton Hawley and Mark Juergensmeyer
Original Language Hindi

Hey brother, why do you want me to talk?
Talk and talk and the real things get lost.

Talk and talk and things get out of hand.
Why not stop talking and think?

If you meet someone good, listen a little, speak;
If you meet someone bad, clench up like a fist.

Talking with a wise man is a great reward.
Talking with a fool? A waste.

Kabir says: A pot makes noise if it's half full,
But fill it to the brim -- no sound.

-- from Songs of the Saints of India, Translated by John Stratton Hawley / Translated by Mark Juergensmeyer

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Commentary by Ivan M. Granger

Talk and talk and the real things get lost.

I guess I should take my cue from that opening line and, well, not say much. :-)

Kabir says: A pot makes noise if it's half full,
But fill it to the brim -- no sound.


Have a wonderful weekend!



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