Sunday, July 21, 2013

In The Tiniest House Of Time

—Photo by Katy Brown, Davis



ARE YOU LOOKING FOR ME?
—Kabir

Are you looking for me? I am in the next seat.
My shoulder is against yours.
You will not find me in stupas, not in Indian shrine rooms,
    nor in synagogues, nor in cathedrals:
not in masses, nor kirtans, not in legs winding around your
    own neck, nor in eating nothing but vegetables.
When you really look for me, you will see me instantly—
you will find me in the tiniest house of time.
Kabir says: Student, tell me, what is God?
He is the breath inside the breath.


(trans. from the Hindi by Robert Bly)


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—Medusa