For more about the 15th c. CE mystic and poet Kabir, see this earlier post.

Seekers, this body is like the string
Of a musical instrument

Twist the peg,
Tune the string
The spirit bursts into song

The string snaps,
The peg disintegrates
Nothing remains but dust

Don’t be proud of this body
The swan of this lute
Will fly away

Kabir says, listen seekers
The warrior’s way
Is formidable

Translation Vipul Rikhi