आयो दिन गौने का हो, मन होत हुलास डोलिया उठावे बीजा बनवां हो, जहं कोई न हमार पइयां तोरी लागौं कहरवा हो, डोली घर छीन बार मिल लेवें सखियां-सहेलर हो, मिलौं कुछ परिवार दास कबीर गावें निर्गुन हो, साधो करि ले विचार नरम-गरम सौदा करि ले हो, आगे हाट न बाजार

The palanquin came to take me away to my husband's home, and it sent through my heart a thrill of joy; But the bearers have brought me into the lonely forest, where I have no one of my own. O bearers, I entreat you by your feet, wait but a moment longer: let me go back to my kinsmen and friends, and take my leave of them. The servant Kabir sings: “O Sadhu! finish your buying and selling, have done with your good and your bad: for there are no markets and no shops in the land to which you go.”