Death Would Not Be Called

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

There, Where Neither Your Children Nor Your Spouse Shall Accompany You, The Name Of The Lord Shall Emancipate You.

With Your Hands Carve Out Your Own Destiny.

Giving No Pain To Any Creature, Let Him Slowly Accumulate Spiritual Merit, For The Sake ,of Acquiring A Companion To The Next World, Just As The White Ant ,gradually Raises Its Hill.

Make Of The Silence Your To-do Tasks, Of The Compassion Your Wealth And Of The Meditation Your Beggar's Bowl.