Many hoped

by Kabir

English version by Linda Hess and Shukdeo Singh
Original Language Hindi

Many hoped
but no one found
Hari's heart.
Where do the senses rest?
Where do the Ram-chanters go?
Where do the bright ones go?
Corpses: all gone
to the same place.
Drunk on the juice
of Ram's bliss,
Kabir says,
I've said and I've said,
I'm tired of saying.

-- from The Bijak of Kabir, Translated by Linda Hess / Translated by Shukdeo Singh

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