The Guest is inside you and also inside me

The Guest is inside you and also inside me.
The sprout is there hidden inside the seed.
We are all struggling, none of us has gone far.
Let your arrogance go and look around inside.
The blue sky opens out further and further,
The daily sense of failure fades away…
The damage I have done myself becomes preparation
And a million suns come forward with light.
I hear bells ringing that no one has shaken -
Inside "love" there is more joy than we know.
Rain pours down through a clear sky
And the rivers of light are full.
The ocean of this being knows a fathomless love -
That is the fulfillment of life in this body.
Those who hope to be reasonable about it fail.
The arrogance of reason has parted us from love -
With the word "reason" you are already lost,
Feeling thousands of miles from where you are.
How lucky is Kabir, surrounded by all this joy;
He sings inside his own little boat -
His poems are about a soul meeting itself;
They amount to forgetting buying and loss,
They flow beyond coming and going.

Kabir