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III. 30. are dil, prem nagar kä ant na pâyâ

O my heart! you have not known all the secrets of this city of
  love: in ignorance you came, and in ignorance you return.
O my friend, what have you done with this life? You have taken
  on your head the burden heavy with stones, and who is to
  lighten it for you?
Your Friend stands on the other shore, but you never think in
  your mind how you may meet with Him:
The boat is broken, and yet you sit ever upon the bank; and thus
  you are beaten to no purpose by the waves.
The servant Kabîr asks you to consider; who is there that shall
  befriend you at the last?
You are alone, you have no companion: you will suffer the
  consequences of your own deeds.