Burn Worldly Love, Rub The Ashes And

Blessed, Blessed Is The True Guru, The Immaculate, Almighty Lord God, Meeting Him, I Meditate On The Name Of The Lord.

He ,who Is Appointed To ,cohabit With The Widow Shall ,approach Her At Night Anointed With Clarified Butter And Silent, ,and Beget One Son, By No Means A Second.

One Cannot Comprehend Him Through Reason, Even If One Reasoned For Ages.

May Liberal Men Abound With Us! May Our Knowledge Of The Vedas And Our Progeny Increase! May Faith Not Forsake Us! May We Have Much To Give To The Needy.

The World Is A Drama, Staged In A Dream