I talk to my inner lover, and I say, why such rush?

Kabir 1440 (Pratapgarh) – 1518 (Maghar)

I talk to my inner lover, and I say, why such rush?
We sense that there is some sort of spirit that loves
  birds and animals and the ants—
perhaps the same one who gave a radiance to you
  in your mother's womb.
Is it logical you would be walking around entirely
  orphaned now?
The truth is you turned away yourself,
and decided to go into the dark alone.
Now you are tangled up in others, and have forgotten
  what you once knew,
and that's why eveything you do has some weird
  failure in it.

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Kabir

Kabīr was a mystic poet and saint of India, whose writings have greatly influenced the Bhakti movement. The name Kabir comes from Arabic al-Kabīr which means 'The Great' – the 37th name of God in Islam. Kabir's legacy is today carried forward by the Kabir Panth, a religious community that recognizes him as its founder and is one of the Sant Mat sects. Its members, known as Kabir panthis, are estimated to be around 9,600,000. They are spread over north and central India, as well as dispersed with the Indian diaspora across the world, up from 843,171 in the 1901 census. His writings include Bijak, Sakhi Granth, Kabir Granthawali and Anurag Sagar. more…

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