Food merge into my body,
My body merges into the earth,
The earth merges into fragrance.
Fragrance merges into water,
Water merges into taste,
Taste merges into fire,
Fire merge into form,
Form merges into touch,
Touch merges into ether,
Ether merges into sound,
And all merges into mind,
The mind feels hungry
And wants food.
Control mind, dear men,
The Very danger to life and livelihood.
Ego is there in the mind,
And the mind is there within the body.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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