In plain words
Standing there in worship, he wept and prayed: “Master, I have withered in the sorrow of this illusory life. Compassionate Guru, cut apart the tangled net of bondage woven of the sheaths, cool this burning heart, and save me.”
Standing there in worship, he wept and prayed: “Master, I have withered in the sorrow of this illusory life. Compassionate Guru, cut apart the tangled net of bondage woven of the sheaths, cool this burning heart, and save me.”