I LEAVE NO trace of wings in the air,
but I am glad I have had my flight.

I FEEL THAT the ferry of my songs at the day's end
will bring me across to the other shore
from where I shall see.

III. 9. sil santosh sada samadrishti
HE WHO is meek and contented, he who has an equal vision, whose mind is filled with the fullness of acceptance and of rest;
He who has seen Him and touched Him, he is freed from all fear and trouble.
To him the perpetual thought of God is like sandal paste smeared on the body, to him nothing else is delight:
His work and his rest are filled with music: he sheds abroad the radiance of love.
Kabir says: 'Touch His feet, who is one and indivisible, immutable and peaceful; who fills all vessels to the brim with joy, and whose form is love.'