Treasure Island

Kabir

(1440 - 1518 / Pratapgar, Uttar Pradesh, India)

The river and its waves are one


The river and its waves are one
surf: where is the difference between the river and its waves?

When the wave rises,
it is the water;
and when it falls,
it is the same water again.

Tell me, Sir, where is the distinction?
Because it has been named as wave,
shall it no longer be considered as water?

Within the Supreme Brahma,
the worlds are being told like beads:
Look upon that rosary with the eyes of wisdom.

Submitted: Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Edited: Wednesday, May 02, 2012

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

From: Songs Of Kabir
Translated by Rabindranath Tagore
New York, The Macmillan Company 1915

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