my soul is honeybee of love,

the Guru’s lotus feet invite,

and intoxicate me, I fly to lose,

my world and all in his delight !

earth’s lesser love have lost their savor,

pledged am I to his love alone,

and, thrilling in his marvel grace

all other graces I disown.

lo, barriers are overpassed,

desire’s snares have alien grown,

for,basking in his marvel grace,

all other graces I disown.

beyond time’s pleasures & pains,

I hark to his blissful timeless monotone,

so, thrilling is his marvel grace,

sll other graces I disown.