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Latest revision as of 18:06, 22 March 2022

event type discourse
date & time 3 Jan 1977 am
location Chuang Tzu Auditorium, Poona
language English
audio Available, duration 1h 33min. Quality: good.
online audio
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online video
see also
online text find the PDF of this discourse
shorttitle MELODY03
notes
synopsis
Reader of the sutras: Sw Ananda Teertha.
The sutras
I.20. Man na Rangaye Kapada
The yogi dyes his garments,
Instead of dyeing his mind in the colors of love:
He sits within the temple of the lord,
Leaving Brahma to worship a stone.
He pierces holes in his ears, he has a great beard
And matted locks, he looks like a goat:
He goes forth into the wilderness, killing all his desires,
And turns himself into an eunuch.
He shaves his head and dyes his garments;
He reads the Gita and becomes a mighty talker.
Kabir says: "You are going to the doors of death,
Bound hand and foot."
III.102. Ham Se Raha Na Jay
I hear the melody of his flute, and I cannot contain myself:
The flower blooms, though it is not spring;
And already the bee has received its invitation.
The sky roars and the lightning flashes,
The waves arise in my heart,
The rain falls; and my heart longs for my lord.
Where the rhythm of the world rises and falls,
Thither my heart has reached:
There the hidden banners are fluttering in the air.
Kabir says: "My heart is dying, though it lives."


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