by Kabir / translated by Robert Bly
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 everything you do has some weird
failure in it.
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