Mirabai is one of my favorite poet saints. Her life is very interesting and inspiring. You can read more here, if you like: http://www.biographyonline.net/spiritual/mirabai.html
Here is one of her poems, a morning gift for you--at least it is early morning where I am. My sweet little dog is cuddled up sleeping. She is getting older now and I watch her changing. It is what time does. Therefore we must constantly let our vision move towards THAT which does not change, THAT which gives life to all things, and become THAT.
Listen
Listen, my friend, this road is the heart opening, kissing his feet, resistance broken, tears all night.
If we could reach the Lord through immersion in water, I would have asked to be born a fish in this life. If we could reach Him through nothing but berries and wild nuts, then surely the saints would have been monkeys when they came from the womb!
If we could reach him by munching lettuce and dry leaves, then the goats would surely get to the Holy One before us! If the worship of stone statues could bring us all the way, I would have adored a granite mountain years ago.
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