Classic Poem

O Mind, thou hast not yet gained understanding.
Though clothed in human form thou hast ignored good deeds and lost the memory of Hari.
In vain disputes thou hast lost thy day and passest thy night in sleeping.
Remember this chance of happiness comes not to thee again.
In the world thou weavest deceits and guile, thou weavest many disguises.
Thou covetest another's wealth, another's damsels, scheming for honours and renown.
Even now, O Baldeo, shake off this slumber, now seek protection in the Lord.
The One Unseen Eternal Father, in countless ways He gives His aid.