KABIR - The Oiil It Burns
THE OIL IT BURNS I am standing naked in the marketplace but no one turns their head to look at me, for no one can see me as I am. Still I offer my friendship to all, still to each wing and fin and cell--I will be forever in obeisance. Anyone who bows touches my feet; anyone who sings helps me in my work. All labor is because my sinew quivers. I cover the divine flame in my heart, for if I turned God loose from my house the earth would reveal to your eyes what mine always see-- existence is a... Sign in to see full entry.