যে তোরে বাসেরে ভালো, তারে ভালোবেসে বাছা,
         চিরকাল সুখে তুই রোস্‌।
বিদায়! মোদের ঘরে রতন আছিলি তুই,
          এখন তাহারি তুই হোস্‌।
আমাদের আশীর্বাদ নিয়ে তুই যা রে
এক পরিবার হতে অন্য পরিবারে।
সুখ শান্তি নিয়ে যাস্‌ তোর পাছে পাছে,
দুঃখ জ্বালা রেখে যাস্‌ আমাদের কাছে।
হেথা রাখিতেছি ধরে, সেথা চাহিতেছে তোরে,
         দেরী হ'ল, যা' তাদের কাছে।
প্রাণের বাছাটি মোর, লক্ষ্মীর প্রতিমা তুই,
          দুইটি কর্তব্য তোর আছে।
একটু বিলাপ যাস আমাদের দিয়ে,
তাহাদের তরে আশা যাস সাথে নিয়ে;
এক বিন্দু অশ্রু দিস আমাদের তরে,
হাসিটি লইয়া যাস তাহাদের ঘরে।

THE BOATMAN is out crossing the wild sea at night.
The mast is aching because of its full sails filled with the violent wind.
Stung with the night's fang the sky falls upon the sea, poisoned with black fear.
The waves dash their heads against the dark unseen, and the Boatman is out crossing the wild sea.
The Boatman is out, I know not for what tryst, startling the night with the sudden white of his sails.
I know not at what shore, at last, he lands to reach the silent courtyard where the lamp is burning and to find her who sits in the dust and waits.
What is the quest that makes his boat care not for storm nor darkness?
Is it heavy with gems and pearls?
Ah, no, the Boatman brings with him no treasure, but only a white rose in his hand and a song on his lips.
It is for her who watches alone at night with her lamp burning.
She dwells in the wayside hut.
Her loose hair flies in the wind and hides her eyes.
The storm shrieks through her broken doors, the light flickers in her earthen lamp flinging shadows on the walls.
Through the howl of the winds she hears him call her name, she whose name is unknown.
It is long since the Boatman sailed.
It will be long before the day breaks and he knocks at the door.
The drums will not be beaten and none will know.
Only light shall fill the house, blessed shall be the dust, and the heart glad.
All doubts shall vanish in silence when the Boatman comes to the shore.

I.57. sadho bhai, jivat hi karo asa
O FRIEND! hope for Him whilst you live, know whilst you live, understand whilst you live: for in life deliverance abides.
If your bonds be not broken whilst living, what hope of deliverance in death?
It is but an empty dream, that the soul shall have union with Him because it has passed from the body:
If He is found now. He is found then,
If not, we do but go to dwell in the City of Death.
If you have union now, you shall have it hereafter.
Bathe in the truth, know the true Guru, have faith in the true Name!
Kabir says: It is the Spirit of the quest which helps; I am the slave of this Spirit of the quest.'