Not marriage but self-realization is thy aim
not money but self abundance is thy gain
not life but death is thy destiny
not collection but charity is thy profit
Those who do this are the master of their minds
not leaving the world
not escaping
but just living in a vairagya
doing all things;
but still not doing
They are known as the masters
They are known as the lords of their own lots
They are the lords
And they know;
That enlightenment is not an escape
No matter what the people say, I move,
I walk and least bother
because my deeds can better describe me
rather than their words
For them, I could be
pretty bad, let it be
For them I am bad
Too bad
The sweet pain ignites
with the warmth of life
and the tenderness of mind
I can see your insight
with the ocean of patience
In which this pain ignites.
Some sights are seen
Where ye seem like a rain
With the softness of the showers
Yes, I admire
The value of sacrifice
The value of life.
It starts from the eyes
and roams in our mind
Then we felt deep pain
and this pain is the actual gain.
The gain of being the lord
The gain to fall in love
Ye kept on falling
No balance
No calling
Only giving
Not taking
Just sacrifice
Just sacrifice
This is what love is all about
This is what love is all about
