संसकिरत भाषा पढ़ि लीन्हा, ज्ञानी लोक कहो रही आसा-तृष्णा में बही गयो सजनी, काम के ताप सहो रही मान-मनी की मटुकी सिर पर, नाहक बोझ मरो रही मटुकी पटक मिलो पीतम से, साहेब कबीर कहो री

I have learned the Sanskrit language, so let all men call me wise: But where is the use of this, when I am floating adrift, and parched with thirst, and burning with the heat of desire? To no purpose do you bear on your head this load of pride and vanity. Kabir says: “Lay it down in the dust and go forth to meet the Beloved. Address Him as your Lord”