Classic Poem

Maya will not be rejected: if we renounce, what can we do?
How can we find the Eternal wisdom and drinking deep become immortal?
Wide is the sweep of the net of Karma: who by his merits can escape?
What precepts can secure salvation or what devices can we try?
Joga's practice is a hidden secret, to control the mind no rule is known.
The wavering mind to rest comes never: how can we learn to meditate?
Bhagti's road shows hard to travel, to walk thereon is always toil.
Desire and selfishness are useless. How is Hari's refuge to be won?
The Sastras are a sea unfathomed: to bathe therein the soul's afraid.
Life in the world's but a span, O Mehar, and every moment melts like snow.