I.129. sakhiyo, ham hun bhai valamasi DEAR FRIEND, I am eager to meet my Beloved! My youth has flowered, and the pain of separation from Him troubles my breast. I am wandering yet in the alleys of knowledge without purpose, but I have received His news in these alleys of knowledge. I have a letter from my Beloved: in this letter is an unutterable message, and now my fear of death is done away. Kabir says: 'O my loving friend! I have got for my gift the Deathless One.'
ON THE DAY when death will knock at thy door what wilt thou offer to him? Oh, I will set before my guest the full vessel of my life-I will never let him go with empty hands. All the sweet vintage of all my autumn days and summer nights, all the earnings and gleanings of my busy life will I place before him at the close of my days when death will knock at my door.