No new rainfall
In autumn
Farmers want to save
Whatever water is in the field.
No new energy
After the age fifty
Wise men conserve the energy
For utilization in advancement of Truth.
And You are the Truth my dear
It is only in Your loving service
One can know real knowledge
And attain salvation.
Controlling senses and
Loving service of Truth is a must.
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