Om

How many times have I given up my life, in cold and snow, just to be pure like You?
Therefore, I am nearly nothing, My Lord,
Though I long for no company but Yours.
Lord, allow me to fix my mind on You,
You who are the Great Painter.
I am centered in your perfect peace,
I am always conscious of Your Soul.
From my senses to the depths of my being, I am filled with Your Love.

My Lord, you shine within every heart as the spark of life,
And You are above as the Transcendent Harmony.
All of this world is a labor of Your love,
And it is but a fleeting moment of Your reverie.

About you is an aura of immeasurable goodness.
You are the purity from which even flame takes its purity.
You are the eternal Soul from which pure love emanates.
You are the absolute peace and power and truth.
You are the only reality,
All else is unreal.