"My soul listen unto me! Love thy Lord a the lotus loves water Buffeted by waves its affection does not falter. Creatures that have their being in water, Taken out of water, die.
My soul if you have no such love How will you obtain release? If the Word of the wise is within us We shall accumulate a store of devotion.
My soul listen onto me! Love Your Lord as a fish loves water. The more the water, the greater the joy, Greater the tranquility of its body and mind. Without water it cannot live one watch of the day Only God knows the anguish of its heart.
My soul listen onto me! Love Your Lord as water loves milk. It takes on the heat, boils and evaporates before the milk can suffer. He alone unites, He alone separates He alone bestows true greatness.
Without the wise, love cannot be born The dross of the ego cannot be rinsed away. He who recognizes God within Understands the secret of the Word and is happy. O soul! There is but one gate to the Lord's mansion And there is no other sanctuary.
Prayer of good over evil, light over dark
Fill the Heart with the oil of love. Place in it the wick of single-pointed mind. Light it with the Knowledge of Truth and remove the darkness of ignorance around you. Just as one lamp can light many lamps; let each youth kindle this Light in many hearts.
If you are noble, you will find the world noble.
The Gyatri Mantra
May my intellect be steady without agitation. May it be clear without anger or passion. May the brilliant light of the sun beam though my intellect so that perception of the world may be clear, my discrimination subtle, my judgment correct and quick, and my comprehension of persons and situations precise and wise.