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I am intoxicated with love: why should I be conscious of forms? I crave freedom from this world, what attachment have I to the world? They who are separated from their Beloved wander aimlessly from door to door: My friend dwells within me, there is no waiting for me anymore ! The entire creation doth crackle much of its head for Fame. For me, the Name of my Lord is True: what attachment have I to the world? Not for a moment the Beloved forsakes me: nor I can leave the Dear one. I am in love with Him: There is no restlessness for me. Intoxicated with love, dispel thou the duality from thy heart. Delicate is the path thou hast to tread; why carry a heavy burden on the head? So says Kabir Das.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
I am intoxicated with love: why should I be conscious of forms? I crave freedom from this world, what attachment have I to the world? They who are separated from their Beloved wander aimlessly from door to door: My friend dwells within me, there is no waiting for me anymore ! The entire creation doth crackle much of its head for Fame. For me, the Name of my Lord is True: what attachment have I to the world? Not for a moment the Beloved forsakes me: nor I can leave the Dear one. I am in love with Him: There is no restlessness for me. Intoxicated with love, dispel thou the duality from thy heart. Delicate is the path thou hast to tread; why carry a heavy burden on the head? So says Kabir Das.