jahaa.n khelat basant ritu-raaj
jahaa.n anhad baajaa bajai baaj
chhu.n disi joti kii bahai dhaar
birlaa jan ko.ii utrai paar
koTi kirshn jah.n jo.De haath
koTi vishnu jah.n naave.n maath
koTin barahmaa pa.Dhai puraan
koTi mahesh gharai jah.n dhyaan
koTi sarasvatii jah.n gharai raag
koTi indr jah.n gagan laag
sur-gandharv muni-ganain naa jaa.e.n
jah.n saahab pargaTe aap aay
chaubaa chandan aur abiir
puhar-baas ras raho ga.nbhiir
Where Spring, the lord of the seasons, reigneth, there the Unstruck Music sounds of itself.
There the streams of light flow in all directions; Few are the men who can cross to that shore!
There, where millions of Krishnas stand with hands folded. Where millions of Vishnus bow their heads.
Where millions of Brahmas are reading the Vedas, Where millions of Shivas are lost in contemplation.
Where millions of Indras dwell in the sky. Where the demi-gods and the munis are unnumbered.
Where millions of Saraswatis, Goddess of Music, play on the vina-
There is my Lord self- revealed: and the scent of sandal and flowers dwells in those deeps.
jahaa.n khelat basant ritu-raaj
jahaa.n anhad baajaa bajai baaj
chhu.n disi joti kii bahai dhaar
birlaa jan ko.ii utrai paar
koTi kirshn jah.n jo.De haath
koTi vishnu jah.n naave.n maath
koTin barahmaa pa.Dhai puraan
koTi mahesh gharai jah.n dhyaan
koTi sarasvatii jah.n gharai raag
koTi indr jah.n gagan laag
sur-gandharv muni-ganain naa jaa.e.n
jah.n saahab pargaTe aap aay
chaubaa chandan aur abiir
puhar-baas ras raho ga.nbhiir
Where Spring, the lord of the seasons, reigneth, there the Unstruck Music sounds of itself.
There the streams of light flow in all directions; Few are the men who can cross to that shore!
There, where millions of Krishnas stand with hands folded. Where millions of Vishnus bow their heads.
Where millions of Brahmas are reading the Vedas, Where millions of Shivas are lost in contemplation.
Where millions of Indras dwell in the sky. Where the demi-gods and the munis are unnumbered.
Where millions of Saraswatis, Goddess of Music, play on the vina-
There is my Lord self- revealed: and the scent of sandal and flowers dwells in those deeps.
- Book : Kabir Samagra (Pg. 758)
- Author :Kabeer
- Publication : Hindi Pracharak Publication PVT, Varanasi (2001)
- Edition : 5th
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