{"collection":"Hinduism","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/hin/sok/sok012.htm","path":"hin/sok/sok012.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/hin/sok/sok012.htm","text":"The Songs of Kabir, tr. by Rabindranath Tagore, intro. by Evelyn Underhill, [1915]\nI. 131. nis' din khelat rah\u00ee sakhiy\u00e2n sang\nI PLAYED day and night with my comrades, and now I am greatly afraid.\n So high is my Lord's palace, my heart trembles to mount its stairs: yet I must not be shy, if I would enjoy His love.\n My heart must cleave to my Lover; I must withdraw my veil, and meet Him with all my body: p. 55\n Mine eyes must perform the ceremony of the lamps of love.\n Kab\u00eer says: \"Listen to me, friend: he understands who loves. If you feel not love's longing for your Beloved One, it is vain to adorn your body, vain to put unguent on your eyelids.\"","title":"The Songs of Kabir: XI","type":"page"}