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.”
What a beautiful indication by Kabir to the fellow seekers of Truth. The mystics are pointing to the heaven which lies within and this is only possible to grasp by seeing inward deeply and yearning in the heart for that marvelous and immortal Bliss. So, friends, if you are really searching for the truth spend time to dwell on these indications given by great mystics.
What a beautiful Journey !!!
I invite to share any such pointing’s in comments given by great mystics about ‘Truth’.
Thank you, Ravi Kumar