Kabir

The small ruby everyone wants
has fallen out on the road.
Some think it is east of us,
others west of us.

Some say, "Among the primitive
earth rocks," others,
"in the deep waters."

Kabir's instinct told him
it was inside, and what
it was worth, and he
wrapped it up carefully
in his heart cloth.

-Kabir, translated by Robert Bly