O mind, love the Lord, as the lotus loves the water. Tossed about by the waves, it still blossoms with love.

The love of Maya makes this mind dance, and the deceit within makes people suffer in pain.

You Yourself are the water, You Yourself are the fish, and You Yourself are the net. You Yourself cast the net, and You Yourself are the bait. You Yourself are the lotus, unaffected and still brightly-colored in hundreds of feet of water. You Yourself liberate those who think of You for even an instant.

O my mind, remember the Dear Lord, and abandon the corruption of your mind.

As long as the Lord and Master dwells in the mind, no obstacles are encountered

Burnt by egotism, one forgets the Lord from his mind