Silver clouds
Line mountain walls
Seeds awaiting
'Neath the ground
Far away the night bird calls
And seasons change without a sound
Waves are dancing on the sea
They raise their heads and take a bow
All that was, all that will be
Is all here, is all now
Love abides always in bliss
In the heart of inner-space
All our wanderings are for this,
Just to see our real face
Bhagavan (Lord)