Riches, vast as the wavy seas,
Are a curse unceasing.
And so, without letting me
Go after anyone in pursuit of it,
Never making me say the word ''no'' to anyone,
Thou granted me abundant wealth earned in the righteous way
That received the approbation of all;
Leading a disease-free life of comfort,
Standing in the path of niyama and other ways of yoga,
Attaining samadhi in the jnana path;
Toward this end that I be
Thou stood in my awareness,
And, as Guru within, taught me inward,
And then as Mauna Guru
Thou appeared on earth itself.
Of this act of Grace of Thine,
My Lord, my Lord, how shall I speak anymore?
Was it the consideration
That I am Thine forlorn slave that moved Thee?
Oh! Thou the Brahman that is unknowable!
The One that Purity Perfection!
The Spaces Vast where dawns
The Knowledge that is Bliss!