Says Kabeer, I have lovingly focused my attention on that place where the Lord dwells, day and night.

Only He Himself truly knows the secrets of His mystery; He is eternal and indestructible. ||4||1||52||

Gauree:

Let contemplation and intuitive meditation be your two ear-rings, and true wisdom your patched overcoat.

In the cave of silence, dwell in your Yogic posture; let the subjugation of desire be your spiritual path. ||1||

O my King, I am a Yogi, a hermit, a renunciate.

I do not die or suffer pain or separation. ||1||Pause||

The solar systems and galaxies are my horn; the whole world is the bag to carry my ashes.

Eliminating the three qualities and finding release from this world is my deep meditation. ||2||

My mind and breath are the two gourds of my fiddle, and the Lord of all the ages is its frame.

Section 07 - Raag Gauree - Part 185

The string has become steady, and it does not break; this guitar vibrates with the unstruck melody. ||3||

Hearing it, the mind is enraptured and becomes perfect; it does not waver, and it is not affected by Maya.

Says Kabeer, the bairaagee, the renunciate, who has played such a game, is not reincarnated again into the world of form and substance. ||4||2||53||

Gauree:

Nine yards, ten yards, and twenty-one yards - weave these into the full piece of cloth;

take the sixty threads and add nine joints to the seventy-two on the loom. ||1||

Life weaves itself into its patterns.

Leaving her home, the soul goes to the world of the weaver. ||1||Pause||

This cloth cannot be measured in yards or weighed with weights; its food is two and a half measures.

If it does not obtain food right away, it quarrels with the master of the house. ||2||

How many days will you sit here, in opposition to your Lord and Master? When will this opportunity come again?

Leaving his pots and pans, and the bobbins wet with his tears, the weaver soul departs in jealous anger. ||3||

The wind-pipe is empty now; the thread of the breath does not come out any longer. The thread is tangled; it has run out.

So renounce the world of form and substance while you remain here, O poor soul; says Kabeer: you must understand this! ||4||3||54||

Gauree:

When one light merges into another, what becomes of it then?

That person, within whose heart the Lord's Name does not well up - may that person burst and die! ||1||

O my dark and beautiful Lord,

my mind is attached to You. ||1||Pause||

Meeting with the Holy, the perfection of the Siddhas is obtained. What good is Yoga or indulgence in pleasures?

When the two meet together, the business is conducted, and the link with the Lord's Name is established. ||2||

People believe that this is just a song, but it is a meditation on God.