As time of departure arrives
I keep thinking of You
You, the giver of life
You're my destination.
No matter how one lived
If one thinks of You at the end
Salvation will occur You said
I firmly believe Your word.
You're the one who rules my mind
You're prominent and everything
I won't take wrong turns now
You're there, it's my pride.
In all things I undertake
Your lead sets the standard
Your deeds are there to emulate
My Guide here I bow to You.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Here I see the total and humble surrender of one who has almost satisfactorily run the course of his life and waiting to get merged with the Absolute! This should be everyone's prayer!