Poem 490

In plain words

Wealth, you say, brings every comfort: how long will it stay by your side? Wealth, you say, gives a great deal of joy: how long will it be your own? It drives away troubles and gives Śānti, you say: how many troubles has wealth given? Not seeking the happiness that lasts for ever, pouring out your life for wealth, what have you achieved in the world? How long will you stay in the world? ‘Who am I? What is my duty?’ Put this question to yourself, O man! Satya will come into view.