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साधो ये मुरदों का गांव
पीर मरे पैगम्बर मरिहैं
मरि हैं जिन्दा जोगी
राजा मरिहैं परजा मरिहै
मरिहैं बैद और रोगी
चंदा मरिहै सूरज मरिहै
मरिहैं धरणि आकासा
चौदां भुवन के चौधरी मरिहैं
इन्हूं की का आसा
नौहूं मरिहैं दसहूं मरिहैं
मरि हैं सहज अठ्ठासी
तैंतीस कोट देवता मरि हैं
बड़ी काल की बाजी
नाम अनाम अनंत रहत है
दूजा तत्व न होइ
कहत कबीर सुनो भाई साधो
भटक मरो ना कोई
इति
The Poet
कबीर
Kabir
1398 · 1518
To speak of Kabir within the ordinary parameters of literary biography is almost impossible. Born in the fifteenth century to a Muslim weaver's family in the sacred Hindu city of Banaras, he became a voice that refused to be domesticated by any temple, mosque, or scholarly apparatus. Kabir claimed no scripture, no caste, and no sacred language as his exclusive property. He stood at the loom of reality and wove his dohas (devastating two-line couplets) from the raw thread of direct spiritual encounter. His critique was not merely religious but civilizational. He asked with the serene ferocity of an awakened mind why human beings had chosen the architecture of division over the open sky of the divine. Centuries have passed, empires have crumbled, and languages have shifted. Yet, Kabir's couplets are still recited in village squares and debated in universities today. He requires no temple because he built one inside language itself. He is the conscience of the Indian soul.
Paired Painting
Vishnu reclining on Shesha
In this sublime depiction, we witness the Lord of Preservation, Vishnu, resting upon the coiled, thousand-headed serpent Shesha amidst the cosmic ocean. Beside him sits Lakshmi, his consort, the embodiment of grace and abundance. They are surrounded by celestial companions, including the divine musician Narada and the faithful Garuda, while Lord Brahma emerges from the lotus rooted in Vishnu's navel to begin the cycle of creation. This work captures a moment of profound cosmic tranquility: it serves as a bridge between the mortal realm and the eternal, inviting the viewer into a space of meditative stillness where time itself seems to dissolve into the divine presence.
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