PoemPoem 8
Author / PoetKabir

THE river and its waves are one
surf: where is the difference between the river and its waves?
When the wave rises, it is the water; and when it falls, it is the same water again. Tell me, Sir, where is the distinction?
Because it has been named as wave, shall it no longer be considered as water?

Within the Supreme Brahma, the worlds are being told like beads:
Look upon that rosary with the eyes of wisdom.

Kabir
Kabir
8 Jun 1398
Region: Southern Asia
Movement: Bhakti Movement

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