Bad Company by Kabir

Posted: February 9, 2014 in Poetry

Think twice before you keep
The bad company
Of someone like me.

The bitter neem that keeps
The bad company
Of a sandalwood tree
Begins to smell like sandalwood.

The piece of iron that keeps
The bad company
Of the philosopher’s stone
Turns into gold.

Waters that drain
Into the Ganges
Become the Ganges

And those who keep
The bad company
Of Rama, says Kabir,
End up

A bit like Rama.

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