In this poem Kabir describes the manifold blessings of coming in contact with a living Master. The Master, himself the possessor of supreme knowledge, initiates the seeker into the practice of Naam (the Word), engenders divine love within his heart and tells him about the mysteries of the inner spiritual regions. Spiritually, the Master confers true knowledge and inner bliss on the disciple, enables him to attain inner poise and carries him across the ocean of phenomena to the shore of eternal peace. Kabir points out that physical contact with the Master, whether through a glance or a touch, removes the disciple's fears, doubts and evil tendencies, allays the fire of cravings that rage within his mind and generates true devotion within him.

With the Lord's grace
I have met the Satguru;
Possessor of divine talent,
Bestower of supreme bliss.
He is the conferer of true knowledge.

I was burning in the flames of desire,
He poured the elixir of devotion
And quenched the fire;
I became placid and cool.

A glimpse of him,
A touch from him.
And my evil tendencies vanished.
He gave me the technique
Of repetition
And I developed divine love.

He shattered the doors
Of pretense and delusion
That blocked my way;
He told the tale of my true home
And all my fears faded away.

Deep and dreadful is the world's ocean;
Who could have dared take me across?
In the boat of Naam
Kabir's Master, the adept oarsman,
Ferried him to the eternal shore.

K.G., p. 113:189
Rām mohi satgur milai