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Poem C

II. 122. kôî prem kî peng jhulâo re

Hang up the swing of love to-day! Hang the body and the mind
  between the arms of the Beloved, in the ecstasy of love's joy:
Bring the tearful streams of the rainy clouds to your eyes, and
  cover your heart with the shadow of darkness:
Bring your face nearer to His ear, and speak of the deepest
  longings of your heart.
Kabîr says: "Listen to me, brother! bring the vision of the
  Beloved in your heart."