Tell me, Brother, how can I renounce Maya ?

When I gave up the tying of ribbons,
still I tied my garment about me:

When I gave up tying my garment,
still I covered my body in its folds.

So, when I give up passion,
I see that anger remains;

And when I renounce anger,
greed is with me still;

And when greed is vanquished,
pride and vainglory remain;

When the mind is detached and casts Maya away, still it clings to the letter.

Kabir says, 'Listen to me, dear Sadhu! the true path is rarely found.'

Drive me out of my mind, O Mother!
What use is esoteric knowledge
Or philosophical knowledge
Transport me totally with the burning wine
Of your all-embracing love.
Mother of mystery, who imbues with mystery
The hearts of those who love you,
Immerse me irretrievably
In the stormy ocean without boundary,
Pure love, pure love, pure love.

- Ramprasad