Songs of Kabir
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Narrated by:
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Lomakayu
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Kabir
About this listen
The poet Kabîr is one of the most interesting personalities in the history of Indian mysticism. Born in or near Benares of Mohammedan parents and probably about the year 1440, be became in early life a disciple of the celebrated Hindu ascetic Râmânanda.
Râmânanda had brought to Northern India the religious revival that Râmânuja, the great 12th-century reformer of Brâhmanism, had initiated in the South. This revival was in part a reaction against the increasing formalism of the orthodox cult, in part an assertion of the demands of the heart as against the intense intellectualism of the Vedânta philosophy, the exaggerated monism that that philosophy proclaimed. It took in Râmânuja's preaching the form of an ardent personal devotion to the God Vishnu, as representing the personal aspect of the divine nature: that mystical "religion of love" that everywhere makes its appearance at a certain level of spiritual culture.
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- L. Taylor
- 17-01-21
A worthy audiobook
This audiobook has been of much use to me as an introduction to the songs of Kabir. I was somewhat surprised by the addition of a 20 minute sample of another book and felt inclined to skip it. Fortunately I did not skip it, as it provided me an introduction to Sri Ramakrishna. Sri Ramakrishna strikes me as most enlightened and I suspect I will receive much from his work as well as this nice audiobook on Kabir.
'O sadhu! the simple union is the best.
Since the day when I met with my Lord, there has been no end to the sport of our love.
I shut not my eyes, I close not my ears, I do not mortify my body; I see with eyes open and smile, and behold His beauty everywhere; I utter His Name, and whatever I see, it reminds me of Him; whatever I do, it becomes His worship.
The rising and the setting are one to me; all contradictions are solved. Wherever I go, I move round Him, All I achieve is His service; When I lie down, I lie prostrate at His feet.
He is the only adorable one to me; I have none other.
My tongue has left off impure words, it sings His glory day and night; Whether I rise or sit down, I can never forget Him; for the rhythm of His music beats in my ears.
Kabîr says: "My heart is frenzied, and I disclose in my soul what is hidden. I am immersed in that one great bliss which transcends all pleasure and pain."'
'O brother! when I was forgetful, my true Guru showed me the Way.
Then I left off all rites and ceremonies, I bathed no more in the holy water:
Then I learned that it was I alone who was mad, and the whole world beside me was sane; and I had disturbed these wise people.
From that time forth I knew no more how to roll in the dust in obeisance:
I do not ring the temple bell:
I do not set the idol on its throne:
I do not worship the image with flowers.
It is not the austerities that mortify the flesh which are pleasing to the Lord,
When you leave off your clothes and kill your senses, you do not please the Lord:
The man who is kind and who practises righteousness, who remains passive amidst the affairs of the world, who considers all creatures on earth as his own self,
He attains the Immortal Being, the true God is ever with him.
Kabir says: " He attains the true Name whose words are pure, and who is free from pride and conceit. "'
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