You come into my life.
You come into my meditation.
You come into my mind.

You come in the shade.
You come in the illusive game of maya.
You come in the binding rope of infatuation.

The eight binding fetters, pashas,
and the six internal enemies, sadripus,
that have kept me surrounded,
remembering You, I do not fear them.

You will remain,
I shall remain,
and no one else will stay in between us two.

I do not know what I was in the past.
Moving forward, I do not know what might happen.
I only know that You are with me,
with Your merciful and smiling face.