[ 8७ | Where seekest thou ? That freedom, friend, this world Nor that can give. In books and temples Vain thy search. Thine only is the hand that holds The rope that drags thee on ; then cease lament; Tet go thy hold, Sannyasin bold say, “On tat sat Omm” Say" peace to all. From mc no danger be To aught that lives. In these that dwell on high, In those that lowly creep, I am the Self of all. All life, both here and there, do renounce, All heavens, earths and hells, all hopes and fears. Thus cut thy bonds, Sannyasin bold say, “Orm tat sat Om” Feed then no more how body lives or goes, its task is done, Let Karma float it down Let one put garlands on, another kick This frame : say naught. No praise or blame can be Where praiser, praised, and blamer, blamed are one, Thus be thou calm, Sannyasin bold say, “Om tat sat Om” ! Truth never comes where lust and fame and greed Of gain reside. No man who thinks of woman As his wife can ever perfect be ; Nor he who owns however little, nor he
