I. 20. man na rangaye
THE YOGI dyes his garments, instead of dyeing his mind in the colours of love:
He sits within the temple of the Lord, leaving Brahma to worship a stone.
He pierces holes in his ears, he has a great beard and matted locks, he looks like a goat:
He goes forth into the wilderness, killing all his desires, and turns himself into an eunuch:
He shaves his dead and dyes his garments; he reads the Gita an becomes a mighty talker.
Kabir says: 'You are going to the doors of death, bound hand and foot.'

II. 24. hamsa, kaho puratan bat
TELL ME, O Swan, your ancient tale.
From what land do you come, O Swan? to what shore will you fly?
Where would you take your rest, O Swan, and what do you seek?
Even this morning, O Swan, awake, arise, follow me!
There is a land where no doubt nor sorrow have rule: where the terror of Death is no more.
There the woods of spring are a-bloom, and the fragrant scent 'He is r is borne on the wind:
There the bee of the heart is deeply immersed, and desires no other joy-

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