Here is the English transalation of Kabir Das poem ritu phagun niyarani.
The month of March draws near: ah, who will unite me to my Lover?
How shall I find words for the beauty of my Beloved? For He is
merged in all beauty.
His colour is in all the pictures of the world, and it bewitches
the body and the mind.
Those who know this, know what is this unutterable play of the
Kabir says: “Listen to me, brother’ there are not many who have
found this out.”
Reference: Project Gutenberg