Kabir (3)

Thanks for reading, Dalton. I have poetry that is several pages long, but my favourites seem to be the shorter pieces, the haikuesque ones actually. To answer your question re Kabir: My Beloved Michael from Germany also wrote under two noms de plume, one was Kabir... Kabir is also a Sufi Yogi, poet & saint.. revered by Muslims, Hindus & Sikhs, he often talks to himself in his poetry. From http://www.poetry-chaikhana.com/K/Kabir/ Between the conscious and the unconscious, the mind has put up a swing: English version by Robert Bly Original Language Hindi Muslim / Sufi Yoga / Hindu 15th Century Between the conscious and the unconscious, the mind has put up a swing: all earth creatures, even the supernovas, sway between these two trees, and it never winds down. Angels, animals, humans, insects by the million, also the wheeling sun and moon; ages go by, and it goes on. Everything is swinging: heaven, earth, water, fire, and the secret one slowly growing a body. Kabir saw that for fifteen seconds, and it made him a servant for life. Love, Anna