You are as tender as a lotus flower
and as severe as a thunder bolt.
I have understood this supreme truth.

You are fragrant with
sandal paste of the Malaya mountain.
You are more attractive than the garden of paradise.
I have beheld this beautiful sight.

Reflected in the dark water of evening,
golden light shimmers.
Reflected in our minds,
in hearts laden with agony and pain,
Your stream of nectar dances.

When You are reflected in meditation,
all the three worlds dance in rhythm
intoxicated with Your melody.
I have realised this truth.

No thought is equal to the thought of You.
You are Supreme,
above all else in beauty and majesty.

I have accepted this Supreme Truth.

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Tender as a lotus flower
severe as roaring thunder,
this Supreme Truth
I have realised.

Fragrant as the sandal paste
of Malayan mountain heights
more glorious than the garden of paradise,
this beauteous sight
I have beheld.

Reflected in the evening's dark streams
a shimmering golden light.
Reflected in our minds
in hearts heavy with sorrow and pain
Your current of nectarial delight.

In the depths of meditation
Your reflection excites
the three worlds to dance
in melodious trance.
I lived this truth.

No thought is equal
to the thought of You.
You are Supreme,
unparalleled in beauty and majesty.
I surrender to Your truth.