8 This thirst for life, for ever quench ; it drags From birth to death, and death to birth the soul. He conquers all who conquers self. Know this And never yield, Sannyasin bold say, “Omm tat sat Om” ! "Who sows must reap," they say, and “Cause must bring The sure effect. Good, good ; bad, bad ; and none Escape the law. But whoso wears a form Must wear the chain." Too true : but far beyond Both name and form is Atman ever free, Know thou art That, Sannyasin bold say, “Omm tat sat Omm” They know no truth who drean such vacant dreams As father, mother, children, wife and friend. The sexless Self whose fathcr He p whose child P Whose friend, whose foe is He who is but one The Self is all in all, none else exists ; And thou art That, Sannyasin bold say, “Omm tat sat Om” There is but One-The Free-The Knower-Self Without a name, without a form, or stain. 'In Him is Maya, dreaming all the dream. The witness, He appears as nature, soul ; Know thou art That, Sannyasin bold say, “Om tat sat Om”
