O Swan go back to your own country. <br /> <br />Having forgotten whence you have come <br />you have ventured into an alien land. <br /> <br />In your country there's no ploughing or sowing <br />yet the fruits of divine pleasure are ever growing. <br /> <br />In that land there is no death or disease, <br />nor does one meet sorrow or misery. <br /> <br />O Swan go and dwell in the lake of His knowledge <br />and pick jewels for ever and ever. <br /> <br />Says Kabir: listen O wise one, <br />that country is verily abiding and eternal.<br /><br />Sunil Uniyal<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/o-swan-go-back-a-bhajan-of-kabir/
