The water becomes turbid the moment at descends on the earth, even as the Jiva is enveloped in Maya as soon as born,
The Water coming from various directions gathers into a pool even as commendable virtues find their way into the heart of a noble soul,
The Water of the stream becomes still once it pours into the ocean, just as the ego finds eternal rest on attaining unison with Sri Hari
The Green Earth is so choked with grass that the tracks cannot be distinguished, just as holy books are obscured by heretic doctrine,
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