Far From Wife And Son Am 1,

Those Who Conquer Their Minds Are Beings Of Renunciation And Detachment. They Are Beings Of Renunciation And Detachment They Are Lovingly Focused On The True One, They Realize And Understand Themselves.

The Widow Cries Out At The Door, The Light Of My Mind Has Gone Out, O My Mother, With His Death. So Cry Out, O Soul Brides Of The Husband Lord, And Dwell On The Glorious Praises Of The True Lord.

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

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

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.