SO SPAKE SANT RAVIDAS

SO SPAKE SANT RAVIDAS

 No shape to find, a God unseen,

Within pure mind, a promise keen.

In every eye, that holy gleam,

Look at the world as transient dream.

Shun all rituals, and dogmas old,

Let oneness bloom, a story told.

Each humble deed, a gift so bright,

In labour’s worth, our sacred light.

To stand upright, by honest hand,

A life well lived, across the land.