The divine romance, surrounding us all,
The unknown fragrance, in which we enthrall.
The illuminating figure, it’s light so pure,
The mystical sound, in which we mature.
A fragment is this, of the ultimate bliss,
Which few of us know, truly exists.
The awaited is here, with flaming might,
The nameless love, dances in the night.
Prepare yourselves, O souls with sight!
The moment shall come, so unbearably bright.
Open your eyes, and see the glorious,
And when He comes, you’ll be victorious!
In the musing glow, look through your third eye
And see only, Om Namah Shivaya!
