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　　CHAPTER XXX

　　II. 95. yâ tarvar men ek pakherû

　　On this tree is a bird: it dances in the joy of life.

　　None knows where it is: and who knows what the burden of its

　　music may be?

　　Where the branches throw a deep shade, there does it have its

　　nest: and it comes in the evening and flies away in the morning,

　　and says not a word of that which it means.

　　None tell me of this bird that sings within me.

　　It is neither coloured nor colourless: it has neither form nor

　　outline:

　　It sits in the shadow of love.

　　It dwells within the Unattainable, the Infinite, and the Eternal;

　　and no one marks when it comes and goes.

　　Kabîr says: "O brother Sadhu! deep is the mystery. Let wise men

　　seek to know where rests that bird." Songs of Kabir