Giving No Pain To Any Creature, Let

Those Who Have Not Obtained The Blessed Vision, The Blessed Vision Of The Darshan Of The True Guru, The Almighty Lord God They Have Fruitlessly, Uselessly Wasted Their Whole Lives In Vain.

From Woman, Man Is Born; Within Woman, Man Is Conceived; To Woman He Is Engaged And Married. Woman Becomes His Friend; Through Woman, The Future Generations Come. When His Woman Dies, He Seeks Another Woman; To Woman He Is Bound. So Why Call Her Bad? From Her, Kings Are Born. From Woman, Woman Is Born; Without Woman, There Would Be No One At All.

We Are Born Of Woman, We Are Conceived In The Womb Of Woman, We Are Engaged And Married To Woman. We Make Friendship With Woman And The Lineage Continued Because Of Woman. When One Woman Dies, We Take Another One, We Are Bound With The World Through Woman. Why Should We Talk Ill Of Her, Who Gives Birth To Kings? The Woman Is Born From Woman; There Is None Without Her. Only The One True Lord Is Without Woman

The Ignorant Soul Bride Wanders In Delusion, In The Love Of Duality, She Sits Like A Widow. She Sits Like A Widow, In The Love Of Duality, Infatuated With Maya, She Suffers In Pain. She Grows Old, And Her Body Withers Away.

Through Shallow Intellect, The Mind Becomes Shallow, And One Eats The Fly, Along With The Sweets.