murli bajat akhanD saday tahan prem jhankara hai
murlī bajat akhanD sadāy tahāñ prem jhankārā hai
prem-ha.ī tajī jab bhaa.ī satt lok kī had punī aa.ī
uThat sugandh mahā achikā.ī jaako vaar na paarā hai
koTi bhaag raag ko ruupā biin sat-dhun bajai anūpā
The flute of the Infinite is played without ceasing, and its sound is love:
When love renounces all limits, it reaches truth.
How widely the fragrance spreads! It has no end; nothing stands in its way.
The form of this melody is bright like a million suns: incomparably sounds the vina, the vina of the notes of truth.
murli bajat akhanD saday tahan prem jhankara hai
prem-hai taji jab bhai satt lok ki had puni aai
uThat sugandh maha achikai jako war na para hai
koTi bhag rag ko rupa bin sat-dhun bajai anupa
The flute of the Infinite is played without ceasing, and its sound is love:
When love renounces all limits, it reaches truth.
How widely the fragrance spreads! It has no end; nothing stands in its way.
The form of this melody is bright like a million suns: incomparably sounds the vina, the vina of the notes of truth.
- Book : Kabir Samagra (Pg. 772)
- Author :Kabeer
- Publication : Hindi Pracharak Publication PVT, Varanasi (2001)
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