“O, Brahman wandering on,
Say why you light your way
With torch in hand
Through all the land
By night but also day”.
“The sun is so, so dark,
My mind well versed in hymn,
Debaters weak,
And none can speak.
Their words are O, so dim!”
“My friend, you go astray!
Your torch is not so bright
As sun by day –
Its golden rays
Of omnipresent light.”
“Where is this sun, my friend?
I can not seem to find.”
“Ah! Close your eyes,
And realise
The sunshine of the mind!
You can not light the way
To Nirvana with a flame,
But if faith is strong
Then carry on,
And bliss you too shall claim.”