Classic Poem

O Mind, why dost thou pay no heed?
Who speaks? Who listens? Who else is there at all?
Whatever form the glass reveals, look where you will there is but One.
Doubt is destroyed, when all is one: but few are they who understand.
As of water ice is made: and again the ice becomes water.
So from that essence comes this: and this again is that.
He that understands speaks truth: he that understands not, falsehood.
Kabìr says, Who renounces both paths: His understanding is dull.