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"I had gone to the Yamuna
To fetch water,
When along came Krishna Murari.
The little monkey stole my sari,
And I was left standing naked
In the water.
My companions all laughed
And clapped their hands to see my plight.
Mira’s Lord is the courtly Guiridhara
She offers herself in sacrifice
To His lotus feet."
- Mirabai (Translation of  A.J. Alston, The Devotional Poems of Mirabai)
 
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"The middle region of the sky, wherein the spirit dwelleth, is radiant with the music of light;
There, where the pure and white music blossoms, my Lord takes His delight.
In the wondrous effulgence of each hair of His body, the brightness of millions of suns and of moons is lost.
Onthatshore there is a city, where the rain of nectar pours and pours, and never ceases.
Kabîr says: “Come, O Dharmadas! and see my great Lord’s Durbar."
-Kabir, from Rabindranath Tagore, Songs of Kabir