On the moonless day, give up longing.
Remember Ram who knows our innermost thoughts.
While living, find salvation’s door:
Perceive the real Word and Source of all things.
When you love Govind’s lotus feet,
Your heart becomes pure, by the grace of saints.
Stay awake day and night
And sing Hari’s praise.
The same soul dwells in beings everywhere,
How can it ever be affected by caste
Or by the accursed body formed of water and air?
For the soul is immortal and body does not last.
Saint Kabir
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