Without devotion, the heart remains untouched,
Without devotion, it finds no solace.
Love devoid of longing, a fool’s desire,
Washed away like dew, disappearing in the morning light.
Without devotion, the heart remains untouched.
We wander, trusting in the Divine,
We wander, surrendering to the One.
Accepting the will, be it sorrow or joy,
Surrendering to the dance of existence.
Without devotion, the heart awakens not.
Without grace, true virtues are not found,
Despite a million efforts, they remain elusive.
Without grace, the door remains shut,
No matter how hard one tries.
Without devotion, the heart awakens not.
Kabir speaks, listen, O seekers of truth,
Kabir speaks, to all those who yearn.
Without the Guru, liberation cannot be,
The path to freedom remains obscure.
Without devotion, the heart remains untouched,
Love devoid of longing, a fool’s desire,
Washed away like dew, disappearing in the morning light.
Without devotion, the heart awakens not,
Without devotion, it finds no solace.
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