How dull-witted man is !
Half the time, he sleeps;
The rest of the half, he hopes;
Else, he pesters you for his gains;
Else, he cares about transient things;
Else, he earns in the name of karma;
Else, he searches for ways to spend it –
What else !
When his end scene comes,
He shatters, fear grips him.
But, of what use is it?
Who cares for the ATMA!
And, if somebody rarely does,
He is laughed at by others
How unique is your MAYA!