Woke up bathed in the sun, the time had past 9
Where was I in sleep, was it Sringeri or in bliss
There were many people I met, some family some friends
Do not know but that one, whom I befriended at once
He was tied up by the customs, some embraced and some thrust
I know not if he knew that, this was to be this life
In the rigor path that austere, what is gained and what lost
One learns much but still, remains innocent and untouched
The gains and loss are after, this life was just be shed
In Service and Sacrifice, giving away He earned most
Where was I in sleep, was it Sringeri or in bliss
There were many people I met, some family some friends
Do not know but that one, whom I befriended at once
He was tied up by the customs, some embraced and some thrust
I know not if he knew that, this was to be this life
In the rigor path that austere, what is gained and what lost
One learns much but still, remains innocent and untouched
The gains and loss are after, this life was just be shed
In Service and Sacrifice, giving away He earned most
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