O merciful one,
if You do not wish to come close to only me,
come within everyone.

If You are afraid of coming close to me,
make everyone fearless.

O eternal embodiment of consciousness,
You have flooded all human beings
with the fundamental factors of touch, sound, form, smell and taste.
Let me rise endlessly above these tanmatras,
these fundamental factors.

O controlling entity of liila, that game of illusion,
You remain in the flow of liila.
And by the sweet ideation of the feeling of illusion,
You make Yourself known.
You dance within existence shine and bliss.