Devotion to the Lord's Name

I am intoxicated with love: why should I be conscious of forms?

I crave freedom from this world, what attachment have I to the world?

They who are separated from their Beloved wander aimlessly from door to door:

My friend dwells within me, there is no waiting for me anymore

The entire creation doth crackle much of its head for Fame.

For me, the Name of my Lord is True: what attachment have I to the world?

Not for a moment the Beloved forsakes me: nor I can leave the Dear one.

I am in love with Him: There is no restlessness for me. Intoxicated with love, dispel thou the duality from thy heart.

Delicate is the path thou hast to tread; why carry a heavy burden on the head?

So says Kabir Das.