Two Translations Of A Kabir's Poem, Rabindra Nath Tagore's And Mine Poem by Ravi Kopra

In this pot of clay
are groves, bowers
inside it is their creator
it has the seven seas and stars innumerable
the stone to appraise the gems and their appraiser
within it spring the wells
within it is the music eternal.
Listen to me, my friends, says Kabir
within it lives my beloved creator.

-tr. Ravi Kopra

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Within this earthen vessel

Within this earthen vessel are bowers and groves, and within it is the Creator:
Within this vessel are the seven oceans and the unnumbered stars.
The touchstone and the jewel-appraiser are within;
And within this vessel the Eternal soundeth, and the spring wells up.
Kabir says: "Listen to me, my Friend! My beloved Lord is within."

-tr. Rabindanath Tagore