I hear from the omnipresent mind of Brahma
that there is no decadence of purity
even if it is repeatedly abused and defeated.
With this knowledge, I think my seeking is fruitful
and I dance to the Rta of Varuna…
to the music of the universe
All the victories and defeats
are but falling dominoes of time
I count those petals of Lakshmi
as if saying this wealth is mine
even if wealth is not mine to have
And I am happy with the wisdom
that the poor soul has God
The trinity of creating, preserving
and destroying, is only the brevity of matter
That you are my divine soulmate,
no matter if not corporeal in this lifetime,
but for eternity. With this confidence I fly,
Yama to defy, never to die