Songs Of An Ardent Soul Poem by Subrata Ray

I sing the name of the Lord,
And bear His image in my heart,
For may I feel His presence,
In all my thoughts that bud.

I picture the image of Lord,
So that all other images may retire,
And may burn away my sense-biology,
With His divine flame of fire,

I mediate, the abstract profound,
To send sleep the hounds of ego,
So may I set my vacation,
In a new realm beyond this mundane go.

I accept my Karma, as His wills' whip,
And all the good and evil in equal scale,
That His Highness wishes to reap