"listen, my friend, this road is the heart opening,
kissing his feet, resistance broken, tears all night.
if we could reach the lord through immersion in water,
i would have asked to be born a fish in this life.
if we could reach him through nothing but berries and wild nuts,
then surely the saints would have been monkeys when they came from the womb!
if we could reach him by munching lettuce and dry leaves then the
goats would surely get to the holy one before us!
if the worship of stone statues could bring us all the way,
i would have adored a granite mountain years ago.
mirabai says, "the heat of midnight tears will bring you to god."
by: mirabai
(mirabai was born in rajasthan, india in 1498. she left her royal family in her thirties and became a wandering mendicant. she was a devotee of the hindu god krishna and dedicated all of her poems to him.)
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