That error entails ignoble birth
Which deems vain things as things of worth.
Men of spotless pure insight
Enjoy delight devoid of night.
To doubtless minds whose heart is clear
More than earth heaven is near.
Knowledge of five senses is vain
Without knowing the Truth within.
Knowledge is Truth of things to find
In every case of every kind.
Who learn and here the Truth discern
Enter the path of non-retum.
One-minded sage sees inner-truth
He is free from thoughts of rebirth.
It is knowledge to know Self-Truth
And remove die folly of birth.
Know the Refuge; off with bondage
Be free from ills of thraldom, O Sage.
Woes expire when lust, wrath, folly
Expire even to name, fully.
TRUTH CONSCIOUSNESS
