चंदा झलकै यदि घट माहीं । अंधी आँखन सूझे नाहीं ॥
यहि घट चंदा यहि घट सूर । यहि घट गाजै अनहद तूर ॥
यहि घट बाजै तबल-निशान । बहिरा शब्द सुने नहि कान ॥
जब लग मेरी मेरी करै । तब लग काज एकौ नहि सरै ॥
जब मेरी ममता मर जाय । तब प्रभु काज सँवारै आय ॥
ज्ञान के कारन करम कमाय । होय ज्ञान तब करम नसाय ॥
फल कारन फूलै बनराय । फल लागै पर फूल सुखाय ॥
मृगा हास कस्तूरी बास । आप न खोजै खोजै घास ॥ --1-83
The moon shines in my body. But my blind eyes cannot see it.
The moon is within me, and so is the sun.
The unstruck drum of Eternity is sounded within me, but my deaf ears cannot hear it.
So long as man clamours for the I and the Mine; his works are as naught.
When all love of the I and the Mine is dead; then the work of the Lord is done.
For work has no other aim than the getting of knowledge; When that comes, then work is put away.
The flower blooms for the fruit; when the fruit comes, the flower withers.
The musk is in the deer; but it seeks it not within itself. it wanders in quest of grass.
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