Devotion
Doing with Love not lust for The Divine,
Every thought trained to on pure Love,
Valiantly taking the lead in the line,
Offering sweet service for God above.
Taking the time to chant the Holy Name,
Increasing the Love for God and The fame,
Openly singing for God with no shame,
Not living life as if in a great game.
Devoted devotees are like pure gold,
Each one shining bright for the Supreme being,
Very compassionate they are not cold,
Often they travel just sightseeing.
Taking the time to remember The Life,
In the heart being humble through this strife,
On this planet their numbers are not rife,
Not many humans give up the nightlife.
By: Darrell Roberts
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem