Kabir


Found in the Bhagirati by Tamal
You among saints a jewel

Try whatever the Mullahs might
They could not find you a name right

The Almighty's name came up every time
To abandon you was the Mullah's claim

Al-Kabir cannot be a person's name
The very idea they said is insane

The weaver refused to let go
With the name of Kabir you grew

You wore a tilak on your young forehead
Much to the consternation of the Mosque's head

Allah and Ram distinction there was none
You said all are his children and god is one

Your longing for god drove you to the river
To see the divine feet of Swami Ramanand, of bliss the bestower

You heard him chant the name of Rama
Took it to your heart and fell at your deva(Lord)

Accepted a Yavana as a disciple
Other disciples did him despise

The lord does not come to you by ringing bells
Or by running to the Mosque listening to the Mullah's yells

Your words angered the Hindu and Yavana alike
Your concept of unity everyone did dislike

They asked you what is your religion
You replied all are of divine origin

Sikandar Lodi many a complaints received
Decided to get you killed

The raging elephant tried to run over
Saw many lions and ran away with fear

A house with you was burnt
With the name of Rama, unscathed you came out

They tried to in the river drown
You walked on the water without a frown

Sikandar realized your greatness
Begged for your forgiveness

You weaved with the instrument called Jnana (Knowledge)
With the thread called Bhakthi (Devotion)

And you produced the fine cloth called Enlightenment
You were always filled with happiness and fulfillment

Many were your devotees in number
Both Hindus and Yavanas together

When you left the mortal frame
With grief your devotees came

To bury it or to burn
The fight of the devotees had begun

You told them not to your words forget
You made them, their actions regret

Instead of your body, flowers they found
Hindus and Yavanas into half flowers divided

One half was burnt
The other half was buried

You are no doubt my Sadurunath
Says Sharath, the child of Sainath

May of your lotus feet the grace
Be ever be upon human race

Yours is the true religion
Everything else is people's opinion

Humanity is the religion of everyone
There is one spirit and god is one

-- Dedicated to the Lotus feet of Sadguru

Shree Satchitananda Sadguru Sainath Maharaj Ki Jai

Bow to Shree Sai! Peace be to all!




Comments

Dhruva Trivedy said…
With the kripaa of Sai, you write extremely well
LifeOfSharath said…
Thanks Dhruva uncle :)

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