"Awake, arise, and follow me!
There is a land where no doubt nor sorrow have rule:
where the terror of Death is no more.
There the woods of spring are a-bloom,
and the fragrant scent "He is I" is borne upon the wind:
There the bee of the heart is deeply immersed,
and desires no other joy."
-- from Songs of Kabir
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