Om

O Mind, find your resting place,
find your way back through the twists and turns,
Come Home, to the place where you started,
Come Home, to the center from which you seek.
O Mind, rest and don't worry -
worry doesn't stop worry,
and worry is our main complaint.

O You with the dark eyes,
straighten yourself.
Give yourself away no more,
restrain and attain yourself.

O Hymn to Govind,
fill yourself.
Draw yourself.
Raise yourself and fall yourself.

O Mind, just worship Govind,
leave off all else,
rest, and never leave yourself,
and all will be.


3/7/09

Nikolai Ilyitch