कबीर जउ तुहि साध पिरंम की सीसु काटि करि गोइ ॥खेलत खेलत हाल करि जो किछु होइ त होइ ॥ २३९ ॥*kabīra jau tuhi sādha piraṁma kī sīsu kāṭi kari gōi ॥**khēlata khēlata hāla kari jō kichu hōi ta hōi ॥ 239 ॥*
In plain words
Kabīr, if the longing for love is on you, cut off your head and make a ball of it. Play on and play on till *hāl* comes, and whatever happens then, let it happen. *hāl*, the state that takes a player who has lost himself in the game.