CHAPTERLXVIII

chapterlxviii

iii.102.hamserahânajây

ihearthemelodyofhisflute,andicannotcontainmyself:

theflowerblooms,thoughitisnotspring;andalreadythebee

hasreceiveditsinvitation.

theskyroarsandthelightningflashes,thewavesariseinmy

heart,

therainfalls;andmyheartlongsformylord.

wheretherhythmoftheworldrisesandfalls,thithermyheart

hasreached:

therethehiddenbannersareflutteringintheair.

kabîrsays:"myheartisdying,thoughitlives."