Beyond the reach of speech and mind In this world without origin, Is it eternal as it feels? Or transitory as it seems!
With an inexpressible truth The wise attains an immense view With focused mind and controlled breath He realizes what he has been through On his travel to become The giver of refuge The lover of solitude
My ill developed mind Constantly striving you When your boundless divinity pours Eternal and infinite virtues
With single minded devotion And folded palms I speak Freeing the mind of fear The liberation I seek