This world is full of rhythms.
The flow of light dances on in rhythms.

You are resonant
in total immersion.
You are frenzied
in the bliss of this self created universe.

The rough and dry desert,
the green tree,
the murmuring of the forest
and the goodness of mind,
the flag of love,
and the rays of the moon,
all lose themselves in Your rhythm.

The sweet memories of bygone days,
the pathetic song,
sung on a sorrowful night,
patience and pardon,
all are held by this earth.

The universal love of the yogi
renouncing the world totally,
and those who left their homes
in the wave of Your rhythm,
all are full of Your sweet rhythm.