to what shore would you cross,O my heart ? there is no traveller before you.there is no road:where is the rest on that shore? there is no water: no boat, no boatman is there: there is not so much as a rope to tow the boat,nor a man to draw it. no earth,no sky, no time. no thing is there:no shore,no ford! there is neither body nor mind: and where is the place that shall still the thirst of tte soul? you shall find naught in that emptiness. be strong, and enter into your own body:for there your foothold is firm.consider it well, O my heart! go not elsewere. Kabir says:"put all imaginations away, and stand fast in that wich you are."

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