jhî jhî jantar bâjai
The poem
The harp gives forth murmurous music; and the dance goes on without hands and feet.
It is played without fingers, it is heard without ears: for He is the ear, and He is the listener.
The gate is locked, but within there is fragrance: and there the meeting is seen of none.
The wise shall understand it.
- Poet
- Kabir
- Source
- Songs of Kabir (Rabindranath Tagore translation)
- Rights
- Free to read & share