LVIII

LVIII

LVIII

I. 63. pîle pyâlâ, ho matwâlâ

EMPTY the Cup! O be drunken!
Drink the divine nectar of His Name!
Kabîr says: "Listen to me, dear Sadhu! p. 104
From the sole of the foot to the crown of the head this mind is filled with poison."

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