Naiharwa | Anandvardhan

My natal home appeals no more.

The town of God is so very beautiful,
but no one goes or comes from there.
There is neither the sun or the moon, nor wind or water.
Who will take my message there?
Who will talk of my pain to God?

I cannot see the path to go forward,
One blames the past for it.
Which way shall I go to my husband’s home ? (Note: unsure as to who is addressed as mOrI sajanI=my love in a feminine form)
This separation burns me intensely,
this poisonous blood (unsure?) makes me dance to its tune.

There is none else but my good Guru
who can tell me this secret.
Kabir says ‘Listen O good people, O brothers,
The Lord (my beloved) comes in my dream
and quenches the burning of my soul’.

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