Next poem is called When Kabir Died.
Kabir was an Indian poet I think the 14th century.
He was neither Muslim nor Hindu, and he
had a following from both faiths, which was unusual,
but he did.
When Kabir died.
They fought over his body.
The Mohammedens wanted to bury the remains,
while the Hindus desired to burn them.
They argued so for days.
Then Kabir appeared before them and told
them to go to the casket and remove his shroud.
Both parties obeyed.
They found in place of the corpse a heap of flowers,
half of which were taken to Magyar by the Mohammedens
and buried, , the other half to Benaras and burned
by the Hindus.
As Kabir himself has said, we can
reach the goal without crossing the road
or know that the heart of the universe,
like music, is blossoming.
[APPLAUSE]