O man,
You too can become divine
Like Lord Shiva, you can glow
If you read the scriptures
That in Nature perpetually flow
O man,
The perennial rivers hark you
Let frozen minds melt for waters new
You too can wear the crescent crown
If in Time's illusion you don't drown
O man,
Let not the serpentine ego wind
Controlling, wear as ornament assigned
Let the purity of Rudraksha be your creed
Tiger skin, your seat of fearless deeds
O man,
Make the knowledge within a rational tool
Let not ghost desires make you fool
Their implementation delivers the fruit
Let the words from your drum alert the pollute
O man,
Know the funeral ground as ultimate home
Dwindle away the sky-scraping domes
Nature truly caters to all your needs
Try to read the Nature's symbolized creed
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