CLAY JUG

 This Clay Jug, by Kabir

Inside this clay jug

There are canyons

And pine mountains

And the maker of canyons and pine mountains

All seven oceans are there and hundreds of millions of stars

The acid that tests gold is there

And the one who judges jewels

And the music from the strings no one touches

And the source of all water

If you want to know the truth, friend

I will tell you the truth

The god whom I love is inside

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