Tuesday, July 1, 2014

Carpe Diem Ghost Writer #15, ''Kabir the Indian poet-saint'' by Kuheli

Dear Haijin, visitors and travelers,

Ofcourse in this new month of CDHK we will have the Ghost Writer posts on Wednesdays. Today (July 2nd) we have a wonderful Ghost Writer post by Kuheli of Kajori. She has chosen to write a GW-post about Kabir an Indian poet, saint ... I think it is a wonderful GW-post. Thank you Kuheli for sharing this wonderful post with us here at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai.
Have fun, be inspired and share your inspired haiku on the post by Kuheli with us all.


In this edition of ghost post I’m going to introduce a prominent literary master of the Indian tradition - the poet-saint Kabir.
Kabir ... Indian poet-saint

He (1440–1518) is considered one of the foremost mystic poets in India. Legend says he was born to a Hindu Brahmin widow but was adopted by childless Muslim weavers named Niru and Nimma, who supposedly found him afloat a giant lotus leaf in the Lahara Tala lake, adjacent to the holy city of Varanasi.
He was influenced by Hindus, Muslims, and Sikhs alike. He promulgated oneness with God, embracing the Hindu concept of jivatma (individual soul) as being directly linked to paramatma (universal or supreme soul). Kabir focused on common fundamentals of organized religion, such as love and devotion, as well as weaknesses. He delivered this message of tolerance and understanding between the faiths through his dohas (couplets) and songs. Kabir’s idea of loving God with devotion appealed to both Hindu Bhakti as well as Muslim Sufi concepts and practices.

Sharing with you a song of Kabir saab translated by Rabindranath Tagore in 1915 for SONGS OF KABÎR.

O How may I ever express that secret word?
O how can I say He is not like this, and He is like that?
If I say that He is within me, the universe is ashamed:
If I say that He is without me, it is falsehood.
He makes the inner and the outer worlds to be indivisibly one;
The conscious and the unconscious, both are His footstools.
He is neither manifest nor hidden, He is neither revealed nor unrevealed:
There are no words to tell that which He is.

And here goes my try to craft a haiku from the above song:

on the dark night
how may i call you?
rain moon

© Kuheli

I’m very sure saint Kabir saab will inspire you in your life too. Share your inspired haiku with us here at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. Bye for now. Namoskar.



What a wonderful post and what a gorgeous ''song'' ... it inspired me to write the next haiku:

deep silence
only the sound of the breeze -

at last - Lotuses start blooming
in the old pond

© Chèvrefeuille

Awesome ... I think I have caught the essence of the poem by Kabir .... and now it is up to you my dear haijin, visitors and travelers.

Credits: Purple Lotus by Sydney Smith

This Ghost Writer post is open for your submissions tonight at 7.00 PM (CET) and will remain open until July 4th at noon. I will try to post our next episode later on. That will be the first Chiyo-Ni haiku for this month. Which one? At this moment I don't have made my choice .... so it will be a surprise.
!! PS. I am behind with commenting ... will catch up a.s.a.p. Sorry guys !!


  1. Thank you for this wonderful post, Kuheli - something completely new and inspirational for me. And your haiku...resonates even long after reading it.
    Speechless about your haiku, Kristjaan...a true beauty with quite a few powerful fasets.

  2. Kristjaan, I must say Kabir saab's song inspired you deeply. Your both haiku are really awesome.

  3. Very tight haiku Kristjaan. As always deep and mystical haiku Kuheli. Very interesting post.

  4. Wonderful post, and all the haiku (by both our guest host and Kristjaan) are very wonderful.