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the will Must toil thereto, till efforts end in ease, And thought
has passed from thinking. Shaking off All longings bred by dreams of
fame and gain, Shutting the doorways of the senses close With
watchful ward; so, step by step, it comes To gift of peace assured
and heart assuaged, When the mind dwells self-wrapped, and the soul
broods Cumberless.
But, as often as the heart Breaks- wild
and wavering- from control, so oft Let him re-curb it, let him rein
it back To the soul's governance; for perfect bliss Grows
only in the bosom tranquillised, The spirit passionless, purged from
offence, Vowed to the Infinite. He who thus vows His soul to
the Supreme Soul, quitting sin, Passes unhindered to the
endless bliss Of unity with Brahma.
He so vowed, So blended, sees the
Life-Soul resident In all things living, and all living things In
that Life-Soul contained. And whoso thus Discerned
Me in all, and all in Me, I never let him go; nor loosened
he Hold upon Me; but, dwell he where he may,
Whate'er his life, in Me he dwells and lives, Because he knows and
worships Me, Who dwell In all which lives, and cleaves to Me in all.
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