This union with the guru, O Kabir,
Sets me free; like salt mingled
With flour, I am no more I!

Now I have no caste, no creed, I am no more what I am!

O dear brother! By what name would you call me?

I do not quote from the scriptures; I simply see what I see.

When the bride is one with her lover, who cares about the wedding party?

I am not a Hindu, Nor a Muslim am I!

I am this body, a play of five elements; 
a drama of the spirit dancing with joy and sorrow.

Kabir (1440-1518)