Blessed, Blessed Is That Body Horse Which

See The Brotherhood Of All Mankind As The Highest Order Of Yogis; Conquer Your Own Mind, And Conquer The World.

Let Him Avoid ,the Acquisition Of Wealth And ,the Gratification Of His Desires, If They Are Opposed To The Sacred Law, And Even Lawful Acts Which May Cause Pain In The Future Or Are Offensive To Men.

Whatever Kind Of Seed Is Sown In A Field, Prepared In Due Season, A Plant Of That Same Kind, Marked With The Peculiar Qualities Of The Seed, Springs Up In It.

O My Heart! Love God As The Chatrik Loves The Rain Drops, Who Even When Fountains Are Full And The Land Green, Is Not Satisfied As Long As It Cannot Get A Drop Of Rain.

O Lord, You Bless All With Your Bountiful Blessings.