But for the fortune of becoming worthy of Thy love
my life would have been no more than a bitter draught of poison.
It has been converted into a cup of nectar by Thy love.
But for the fortune of becoming worthy of Thy love
live, desolate like desert, would have lost its charm.
My body would have been burnt by its smouldering cinder
and the hot wind blowing on it would have made me restless.
It has been transformed into an oasis by Thy love.
But for the fortune of becoming worthy of Thy love
life would have been for me an edition of death.
Nourished with the help of Thy love
it has now become a pleasure of immortality.
- Shri Yogeshwarji