Craz
Well-Known Member
I have found this particular poem always takes me to a comfortable place within.
Even though I don't fully understand it.
For me, 'Guru' here represents existence itself and disciple being a life.
I am curious to see how other's understand this poem, in particular the last line.
THERE is a strange tree, which stands without roots and bears fruits without blossoming;
It has no branches and no leaves, it is lotus all over.
Two birds sing there; one is the Guru, and the other the disciple:
The disciple chooses the manifold fruits of life and tastes them, and the Guru beholds him in joy.
What Kabîr says is hard to understand: "The bird is beyond seeking, yet it is most clearly visible. The Formless is in the midst of all forms. I sing the glory of forms."
Even though I don't fully understand it.
For me, 'Guru' here represents existence itself and disciple being a life.
I am curious to see how other's understand this poem, in particular the last line.
THERE is a strange tree, which stands without roots and bears fruits without blossoming;
It has no branches and no leaves, it is lotus all over.
Two birds sing there; one is the Guru, and the other the disciple:
The disciple chooses the manifold fruits of life and tastes them, and the Guru beholds him in joy.
What Kabîr says is hard to understand: "The bird is beyond seeking, yet it is most clearly visible. The Formless is in the midst of all forms. I sing the glory of forms."