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it is the reconciliation of the Conditioned and the III. 74. pratham ek jo āpai āp In the beginning was He alone, sufficient unto Himself: the Then was there neither beginning, middle, nor.html">nor.html">nor end; Then were no ground, air, nor sky; no fire, water, nor earth; no Then was neither vice nor virtue; scriptures there were not, as Kabīr ponders in his mind.html">mind and says, "Then was there no activity: own self." Neither has He form, line, colour, nor vesture. describe His glory? He has no name, He has no dwelling-place. LXXXII who is formless and without quality, fills all space." Om the Creation sprang. His joy.html">joy.html">joy.html">joy is the flashing of the sun and the moon; His joy is eyes, darkness, and light. and the Ganges. all His plays of joy! His play.html">play the earth and the sky! The whole world, says Kabīr, rests in His play, yet still the III. 84. jhī jhī jantar bājai The harp gives forth murmurous music; and the dance goes on It is played without fingers, it is heard without ears: for He is The gate is locked, but within there is fragrance: and there the The wise shall understand it. LXXXIV I could not even catch sight of Him: Kabīr says: "I am His own: now let that befall which may befall!" LXXXV the shelter of a roof are all one to her who has lost the city My heart finds no joy in anything: my mind and my body are His palace has a million gates, but there is a vast ocean between How shall I cross it, O friend? for endless is the outstretching How wondrously this lyre is wrought! When its strings are .

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