Weekend note.

The millstone of life goes on moving,
Between the layers of truth and untruth, no one is spared

The millstone of life goes on moving,
He who holds the anchor of His name, will always remain unhurt!

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Don’t leave me now, O Breath, I am a wanderer!
Still have to travel faraway lands
O the one who is asleep, awake!

Our Master has made this body like a palace,
And He played the instrument of breath within!

Our Master has made this body like a garden,
And how He’ s filled it with a bowl of flowers!

He who follows the truth
Will attain the kingdom of immortality!

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