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The Bird on This Body Tree | by Kabir

May 27, 2021

The magnitude and ability to care

There is a bird on this body tree
That dances in the ecstasy of life.
No one knows where it is,
And who could ever know
What its music means?
It nests where branches cast deep shadow;
It comes in the dusk and flies away at dawn
And never says a word of what it intends.

No one can tell me anything
About this bird that sings in my blood.
It isn’t colored or colorless;
It doesn’t have a form, or outline;
It sits always in the shadow of love.
It lives within the Unreachable, the Boundless, the Eternal
And no one can tell when it comes or when it goes.

Kabir says, “Fellow seeker,
The mystery of this bird
Is marvelous and profound.
Be wise; struggle to know
Where this bird comes to rest.”

8 Comments
  1. Beautiful poem. I love the expression “It sits in the shadow of love”

  2. Powerful reflections. Only by achieving inner silence can we find the true beauty that lies within

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