"The moon shines in my body,
but my blind eyes cannot see it:
The moon is within me, and so is the sun.
but my deaf ears cannot heart it.
So long as man clamours for the I and the Mine,
his works are as naught:
When all love for the I and the Mine is dead,
then the work of the Lord is done.
For work has no other aim
than the getting of knowledge:
When that comes then work is put away.
The flower blooms for the fruit:
When the fruit comes, the flower withers.
The musk is in the deer,
but it seeks it not within itself:
It wanders in the quest of grass."
-Kabir (13th Century Ecstatic Poet)
(Translation by Rabindranath Tagore)
PS...I'll be flying out west so I will be back in a couple of weeks!!!! Love to you!!!