O Lord, You Bless All

Far From Wife And Son Am 1, Far From Land And Wealth And Other Notions Of That Kind. I Am The Witness, The Eternal, The Inner Self.

For Each And Every Person, Our Lord And Master Provides Sustenance. Why Are You So Afraid, O Mind? The Flamingos Fly Hundreds Of Miles, Leaving Their Young Ones Behind. Who Feeds Them, And Who Teaches Them To Feed Themselves? Have You Ever Thought Of This In Your Mind?

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.

Whatever Kind Of Seed Is Sown In A Field, Prepared In Due Season, A Plant Of That Same Kind, Marked With The Peculiar Qualities Of The Seed, Springs Up In It.

The Word Is The Guru, The Guru Is The Word, For All Nectar Is Enshrined In The World Blessed Is The Word Which Reveal The Lord's Name But More Is The One Who Knows By The Guru's Grace.