Kabir

Kabir ( 1440 A.D. ---- 1519 A.D.) Kashi, India, was found on a lotus leaf in a lake called Lahar Talao near Kashi. and was found by Niru and Nima, a childless Mohammedan weaver.

Sayings of Kabir:

The life is passed in turning the beads, but the darkness of the heart is not destroyed, leave the turning of beads by the hand, but turn the beads of your mind.

If you have no devotion to God, you will not gain anything by pilgrimage. you may roam over the country and yet your heart wil be impure. The man who has gone to Varanasi to see Lord Viswanath, but has not destroyed hypocrisy, lust and greed and has no devotion , will gain nothing.


I am very fond of the words of my sweetheart-Beloved ( GOD). I do not get any solace if anybody tries to console me in other ways. If you make a fish lie on a golden cot and give it Ambrosia to drink, it will surely die in no time.


The diamond appraiser only can know the value of the diamond, Kabir says: Only he who has developed devotion can attain God.


Show thou a rose to him that showeth thee a thorn. To thee there is always a rose; to him there is a thorn for ever more.


Have no faith in this perishable body. Remember the Lord by all your breaths; that is the only way to salvation.


"Why dost thou trample upon me"? crieth the earth to potter, " A day will come when I shall trample upon thee".


The body is an inn and the mind a bird that has willingly taken a lodging in it . it is but a truism that none is none's relative.


'Virtue', abides where there is compassion, 'vice' where there is greed; 'death' where there is wrath, and the Lord Himself where there is forgiveness.


Every forest does not contain a sandal tree; every army does not contain a real soldier; every sea does not contain pearls; even so, a sadhu or a saint or a Mahatma is not found everywhere in the world.


Have patience; everything comes out in time. The gardener waters the plants daily, but it bears fruit only in season.


If I turn the whole earth in to paper, all the trees in to pens and the seven seas in to ink, even then the greatness of the lord cannot be fully described.


There is no greater evil than a bad word; it burns everything into ashes. A kind word is, on the contrary, like rain that falls in nectar-like torrents.


A word is priceless if one knows how to use it. Let every word be weighed in the scales of the heart before it is given out.


Never put off till tomorrow what you can do today, nor till the evening what yo can do this very momentl for you know not when death may overtake you, upsetting all your plans.


He alone is the hero who has all the five senses at his command. He who no such control never approaches the Lord.


A dumb man, having tasted sugar, cannot express its taste, Even so, the experience of Self-realisation can not be expressed.


Just as sugar toys are made of sugar and sugar exists in all os them, even so, the whole universe exists in Brahman and Brahman in it.


The sugar and the sugar toys are not two things ; they both are one. similarly , when real knowledge dawns the manifold universe appears as one.


Just as the tree is in the seed and the seed in the tree, even so is the world in Brahman.


When Kabir died, his body was claimed by both the Hindus and the Mohammedans, the king of Kashi, with the thousands of Hindus wanted to cremate the body and the Mohemmedans wanted to bury it, while they were quarrelling, Kabir's apparition appeared and said, " I was neither a Hindu nor a Mohammedan, I was both, I was nothing, Iwas all, I discern God in both, There is no Hindu and no Mussalman. To him who is free from delusion, Hindu and Mussalman are the same. Remove the shroud and behold the miracle!".


The shroud was removed, a large quantity of flowers were seen under it, half of the flowers were taken by the King of Kashi and cremated on the bank of holy Ganges, the ashes were buried and a temple was built, the temple is known by the name of Kabir Chaura, and the remaining half flowers were buried by Mohammedans at Maghar where Kabir passed away, a mosque was build over the grave. This is a place of pilgrimage for the Mohammedans.

ॐ नमः शिवाय!

Sianala, Montreal, August, 2007