I have attained the Eternal Bliss.
There is no time for sorrow or pain,
for now I enjoy singing His glory.
The tree of His pleasure has neither root, nor seed,
as revealed by the grace of the true Guru.
Now there is effulgence of a million suns,
my swan has dipped in the lake of His knowledge.
Says Kabir, listen, O wise brother,
Now comings and goings have come to an end.
Purpose, faith, security, rest, these are the things offered
With the knowledge obtained from a true teacher, one can get enlightened about Supreme Being. This is a perquisite for freedom from the cycle of life and death. Wonderful translation. Thanks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sublime............!