Come, so we can wash away the image of existence
Â Â Â Â Â and no longer speak of ‘I’ and ‘we’.
Come, and like us let your thoughts pass away;
Â Â Â Â Â forget both worlds and be silent.
Come, but beware of the shame of knowing
Â Â Â Â Â send those endless lines of learning from your head.
Come, so we can cast far away all sayable things
Â Â Â Â Â and blind our eyes to all there is to see.
Come, we will be strangers to all
Â Â Â Â Â and seem mad in the eyes of the intellectuals.
Come, we’ll empty ourselves of self
Â Â Â Â Â and leave behind the disgrace of â€˜I’.
Come, and welcome un-fulfillment,
Â Â Â Â Â for we do not suppose our self’s desires to be the goal.
Come, and be drowned in the Ocean of Unity,
Â Â Â Â Â free from all thoughts of union and separation.
As this world is not even worth a grain of sand,
Â Â Â Â Â other than what is old and new, it is nothing.