Dance, my heart! dance today with joy.
The strains of the day fill the days and the nights with music,
and the world is listening to its melodies:
Mad with joy, life and death dance to the rhythms of this music. The hills and the sea
and the earth dance. The world of man dances in laughter and tears.
Why put on the robe of the monk, and live aloof from the world in lonely pride?
Behold! my heart dances in the delight of a hundred arts;
and the Creator is well pleased.
Kabir
From: One Hundred Poems of Kabir, translated by Rabindranath Tagore