Think and attain
Control your thinking
And then okay
See everything.
You are pure, my dear
You are nectar
Though punished for a short time
You can revive and return to purity.
Lament not on anything
Just observe what you are thinking
Forget not what you are
And where you are going.
Constant repentance rescue you
From all miserable condition of life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem