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Chapter 1: A Journey into Love

I. 13. Mo ko kahan dhunro bande

O friend, where dost thou seek me?
Lo! I am beside thee.
I am neither in temple nor in mosque:
I am neither in Kaaba nor in Kailash:
Neither am I in rites and ceremonies,
nor in yoga and renunciation.
If thou art a true seeker,
thou shalt at once see me:
thou shalt meet me in a moment of time.
Kabir says: “O friend!
God is the breath of all breath.”

I. 57. Sadho bhai, jivat hi karo asa

O friend! Hope for him whilst you live,
know whilst you live,
understand whilst you live:
for in life deliverance abides.
If your bonds be not broken whilst living,
what hope of deliverance in death?
It is but an empty dream,
that the soul shall have union with him
because it has passed from the body.
If he is found now, he is found then,
if not, we do but go to dwell
in the city of death.
If you have union now,
you shall have it hereafter.
Bathe in the truth, know the true guru,
have faith in the true name!
Kabir says: “It is the spirit of the quest which helps:
I am the slave of this spirit of the quest.

Here I go again - I will sing the same old song. Yet it is not the same old song. It cannot be. Manu says there is nothing new under the sun and he is right. And Heraclitus says you cannot step in the same river twice, and he is right too. Existence is old and new, both together, and my song is that of existence itself. I am just a vehicle to sing it to you, to spread it to you. But I am not the singer; I am just a passage. Remember it: it may look the same, yet it is not the same. Words may be the same, the appearance may be the same, but something vital goes on continuously changing. Have you ever come across the same morning again? Have you ever seen the same sky again? And yet the sky is the same and the sun is the same.

Both Manu and Heraclitus are true together; taken separately they both are false. Life is a contradiction. Life is paradoxical. That’s why it is so charming and so beautiful. It exists through opposites. It is vast, it contains contradictions. It is new and old both. It is life and death both, together. So I say to you I will sing the same old song and yet it is not going to be the same. Listen attentively.

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