Between The Poles Of The Conscious Poem by Kabir

Between The Poles Of The Conscious

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BETWEEN the poles of the conscious and the unconscious, there has the mind made a swing:
Thereon hang all beings and all worlds, and that swing never ceases its sway.
Millions of beings are there: the sun and the moon in their courses are there:
Millions of ages pass, and the swing goes on.
All swing! the sky and the earth and the air and the water; and the Lord Himself taking form:
And the sight of this has made Kabîr a servant.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
From: Songs Of Kabir
Translated by Rabindranath Tagore
New York, The Macmillan Company 1915
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Indira Renganathan 05 April 2021

Indeed mind is an ever vacillating swing....thought provoking words in great Kabir's style

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OshakO 09 January 2018

Sorry, no words, m, m, , , m, , , m, , , m, , now you Ok

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OshakO 09 January 2018

Sorry,No words

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Mark Bell 16 April 2012

SEEING IS BELIEVING. WE MUST GO AND SEE FOR OURSELVES. I LOVE KABIR'S POEMS

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