The body is much, the mind is restless, the goal is far away. Sometimes the dharma is unreachable, sometimes it dwells in the sky.

When Kabir describes the body and mind, he paints a picture of human limitation and restless energy. Your mind is compared to a crow, constantly flitting away, making the ultimate goal seem incredibly distant. He suggests that even 'dharma' (duty or spiritual truth) is elusive; sometimes it seems unreachable, and sometimes it appears as if it resides only in the vast sky. These lines capture the universal emotion of internal turmoil and the perpetual quest for stable, grounded truth.