Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
When a life comes to its end, the inner light and music that filled it grow quiet.
The deepest spark — the true soul — is gently gathered back by the One who gave it.
Kabir contemplates the mystery of death — the moment the life-force leaves the body. He uses his inner imagery: the Tenth Gate (the deepest awareness) falls silent, the music of the soul that once filled the body grows still, and the Supreme Lord gathers back the soul it had given. It's a gentle, almost reverent picture: what made the body alive — the light, the music, the awareness — was never really the body's own; it was lent by the One, and at the end it's returned. Kabir isn't being morbid; he's wondering, with real tenderness, at how life fills a body and then departs. And he's leading toward a hopeful truth about how to be free before that day ever comes.
Where do you think the 'spark' that makes someone truly alive and themselves comes from?
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