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Слушать(AI)I have been thinking
I have been thinking of the difference between water and the waves on it.
Rising, water's still water, falling back, it is water, will you give me a hint how to tell them apart?
Because someone has made up the word"wave," do I have to distinguish itfrom water?
There is a Secret One inside us; the planets in all the galaxies pass through his hands like beads.
That is a string of beads one should look at with luminous eyes.
Kabir Kabir
Kabir Das was a 15th-century Indian mystic poet and saint, whose writings influenced Hinduism's Bhakti movement and his verses are found in Sikh
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