This philosophy is in step with people today who seek to find common ground in our various faiths, as opposed to concentrating on the details that build walls and divide us. In your twenties you did not grow because you did not know who your Lord was. The river and its waves are one surf: where is the difference between the river and its waves? In bringing Kabir to an English-speaking audience, Arvind Krishna Mehrotra has made a major contribution to the global reach of that inspiring vision. Jump into experience while you are alive. They are spread over north and central India, as well as dispersed with the Indian diaspora across the world, up from 843,171 in the 1901 census. But here the Lord is Brahma, who reveal Rating: 4.
The Purâna and the Koran are mere words: lifting up the curtain, I have seen. Mehrota also groups poems thematically, which is a great service. There are numerous scribbles throughout the text where someone has highlighted a verse. There is a Secret One inside us; the planets in all the galaxies pass through his hands like beads. What Kabir talks of is only what he has lived through.
Kabîr belongs to that small group of supreme mystics--amongst whom St. He lived in Benares, the famous Hindu pilgrim center and led a very simple life as an ordinary weaver. Some of these emanate from a Hindu, some from a Mohammedan source, and claim him by turns as a Sûfî and a Brâhman saint. One kills with a chop, one lets the blood drop, in both houses burns the same fire. Kabir was picked up and then raised by a Muslim family.
Creation springs from one glad act of affirmation: the Everlasting Yea, perpetually uttered within the depths of the Divine Nature. Kabir's poetry has appeared prominently in filmmaker 's films 2003 and Continuum. Surely the Holy One is not deaf. The unstuck drum of Eternity is sound within me; but my deaf ears cannot hear it. I find his poems compelling in their sincerity and heart opening.
Now the white road to Delhi is mat for his feet. I am neither in temple nor in mosque: I am neither in Kaaba nor in Kailash: Neither am I in rites and ceremonies, nor in Yoga and renunciation. I wish this edition had a glossary though, because there were some words related to certain religions that I didn't underst These are beautiful, joyful poems. Kabîr's songs are of this kind: out-births at once of rapture and of charity. Do not pass by such good fortune at this. I am far from none: I am near to none.
If thou art a true seeker, thou shalt at once see Me: thou shalt meet Me in a moment of time. In these poems a wide range of mystical emotion is brought into play: from the loftiest abstractions, the most otherworldly passion for the Infinite, to the most intimate and personal realization of God, expressed in homely metaphors and religious symbols drawn indifferently from Hindu and Mohammedan belief. He sits inside a shrine room all day, so that the Guest has to go outdoors and praise the rocks. The swan has flown to the mountain lake! Go where you will, to Benares or to Mathura; if you do not find your soul, the world is unreal to you. Born to Mohammadan parents, he came under the influence of the famous Hindu saint, Sri Ramananda and delved deep into the mysteries of Hindu mysticism.
This revival was in part a reaction against the increasing formalism of the orthodox cult, in part an assertion of the demands of the heart as against the intense intellectualism of the Vedânta philosophy, the exaggerated monism which that philosophy proclaimed. All the legends agree on this point: that Kabîr was a weaver, a simple and unlettered man, who earned his living at the loom. When you think that He is not here, then you wander further and further away, and seek Him in vain with tears. I do not ring the temple bell: I do not set the idol on its throne: I do not worship the image with flowers. Today, however, they rang hollow. Kabir is known for being critical of both and , stating that the former was misguided by the , and questioning their meaningless rites of initiation such as the and respectively. Friend, please tell me what I can do about this world I hold to, and keep spinning out! If I did, what would I ask him for? The world of man dances in laughter and tears.
The Songs of Kabir: Introduction The Songs of Kabir, tr. In spite of the protests of orthodox Brâhmans and Mohammedans, both equally annoyed by this contempt of theological landmarks, he persisted in his claim; thus exhibiting in action that very principle of religious synthesis which Râmânanda had sought to establish in thought. Though such a devotion is indigenous in Hinduism, and finds expression in many passages of the Bhagavad Gîtâ, there was in its mediæval revival a large element of syncretism. Scholars state that this form of transmission, over geography and across generations bred change, interpolation and corruption of the poems. Now the white road to Delhi is mat for his feet. Others use as their material the ordinary surroundings and incidents of Indian life: the temple bells, the ceremony of the lamps, marriage, suttee, pilgrimage, the characters of the seasons; all felt by him in their mystical aspect, as sacraments of the soul's relation with Brahma. The universe is shot through in all parts by a single sort of love.