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Beginning the week, this day, this moment, with a poem by Kabir, the fifteenth-century Indian:





Don’t go outside your house to see flowers.
My friend, don’t bother with that excursion.
Inside your body there are flowers.
One flower has a thousand petals.
That will do for a place to sit.
Sitting there you will have a glimpse of beauty
inside the body and out of it,
before gardens and after gardens.

© Bly, R. (1971) (ed.) The Kabir book: forty-four of the ecstatic poems of Kabir. Boston: Beacon Press, p. 47. photo:  © 2009 Nadine Mitchell Victoria, BC. With permission.


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