In plain words
Countries may differ, languages may differ, dress may differ, but hearts are one. We must develop our aim on the Paramātma who dwells in that seat of the heart.
Ornaments differ, the gold is one; the colours of cattle differ, the milk is one; living creatures differ, the jīva is one; castes and their codes differ, birth is one; the kinds of flowers differ, the worship is one; lacking wisdom, men have lost their wits, and for the sake of living have become bound in many bonds.
For the sake of this life they have taken up so many kinds of paths. What is this life? The life lived with God is the only life; a life without God is no life at all. It is a rut in the road. So we must make that faith grow. Only then can the whole country attain peace in full measure. Today peace and security are not to be seen in the country at all. We ourselves are the cause of this! When we change our ways and our qualities and make them sacred, the country too will be sacred.
So you must hold our life to be a sacred ideal. You must not take it as merely a body made of excreta, urine, foul smell, flesh and blood. Yours is the very form of Prema! Keep remembering this always!
Love is My form Truth is My breath Bliss is My life My life is My message Expansion is My life No reason for Love No season for Love No birth no death