Venice masks

Friday, 23 November 2012

Are you looking for me? - Kabir

Are you looking for me? I am in the next seat.
My shoulder is against yours.
you will not find me in the stupas, not in Indian shrine
rooms, nor in synagogues, nor in cathedrals:
not in masses, nor kirtans, not in legs winding
around your own neck, nor in eating nothing but
vegetables.

When you really look for me, you will see me
instantly —
you will find me in the tiniest house of time.

Kabir says: Student, tell me, what is God?
He is the breath inside the breath.
Kabir (1440 - 1518) India
Posted by Bruce-the-Sheep at 17:51

2 comments:

  1. Mag_ick23 November 2012 at 22:37

    Thank you Bruce for posting ppetry regularly, I always have the intent to read more avidly and find I dont get around to it...your poetry postings I always take the time to read, yours and Paulo Coehlo

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  2. Bruce-the-Sheep24 November 2012 at 18:32

    Wow, I'm VERY flattered. Thank You :-)

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