written by Rudyard KiplingOh, light was the world that he weighed in his hands!
Oh, heavy the tale of his fiefs and his lands!
He has gone from the guddee and put on the shroud,
And departed in guise of bairagi avowed!
Now the white road to Delhi is mat for his feet.
The sal and the kikar must guard him from heat.
His home is the camp, and waste, and the crowd --
He is seeking the Way as bairagi avowed!
He has looked upon Man, and his eyeballs are clear --
(There was One; there is One, and but One, saith Kabir);
The Red Mist of Doing has thinned to a cloud --
He has taken the Path for bairagi avowed!
To learn and discern of his brother the clod,
Of his brother the brute, and his brother the God,
He has gone from the council and put on the shroud
("Can ye hear?" saith Kabir), a bairagi avowed!
Rudyard Kipling
written by Rudyard Kipling, published on Sun 08.16.2009 at 18:59
A Song of Instruction
The men that fought at Minden, they was rookies in their time --
So was them that fought at Waterloo!
written by Rudyard Kipling, published on Wed 08.12.2009 at 05:39
(Mobile Columns of the Boer War)
Out o' the wilderness, dusty an' dry
(Time, an' 'igh time to be trekkin' again!)
written by Rudyard Kipling, published on Mon 08.03.2009 at 09:54
In the days of lace-ruffles, perukes and brocade
Brown Bess was a partner whom none could despise--
written by Rudyard Kipling, published on Wed 07.29.2009 at 13:48
E.B. Browning
I turned -- Heaven knows we women turn too much
To broken reeds, mistaken so for pine
written by Rudyard Kipling, published on Tue 07.14.2009 at 23:27
1914
He passed in the very battle-smoke
Of the war that he had descried.
Three hundred mile of cannon spoke
written by Rudyard Kipling, published on Thu 07.02.2009 at 23:30
For all we have and are,
For all our children's fate,
Stand up and meet the war.
The Hun is at the gate!
