This Day Is Dear to Me

This day is dear to me above all other days,
  For today the Beloved Lord is a guest in my house;
  My chamber and my courtyard are beautiful with His presence.
My longings sing His name,
  and they are become lost in His great beauty:
  I wash His feet, and I look upon His Face;
And I lay before Him as an offering my body, my mind,
  and all that I have.
What a day of gladness is that day in which my Beloved,
  who is my treasure, comes to my house!
All evils fly from my heart when I see my Lord.
  ‘My love has touched Him;
  my heart is longing for the Name which is Truth.’
Thus sings Kabir, the servant of all servants.
_{One Hundred Poems of Kabir Translated by Rabindranath Tagore}