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I. 102. tarvar ek mûl vin thâdâ

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
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."