"Sound of Seashells" by Kabir
SOUND OF SEASHELLS
The darkness of night is coming along fast, and
the shadows of love close in the body and the mind.
Open the window to the west, and disappear into the air
Near your breastbone there is an open flower.
Drink the honey that is all around that flower.
Waves are coming in:
there is so much magnificence near the ocean!
Listen: Sound of big seashells! Sound of bells!
Kabir says: Friend, listen, this is what I have to say:
The Guest I love is inside me!
by Kabir, from the book "The Soul Is Here For Its Own Joy: Sacred
Poems from Many Cultures, edited by Robert Bly