A girl set out for Jagannath Darshan
Didnt know the way, asked folks for direction
They helped much as they could, she reached the shrine
Had vision to her hearts content, cloud nine
So is Life Spiritual, stir out first
Then thou wouldst find guide to pass the hard test
Vain is the life thats entwined with marsh weed
He had slept in sloth, so, oer him theyd gained
Arise, awake and march on thou brave heart
Sloth and stupor doesnt suit on thy part
God is up for thy grab, life is so short
So gird up, on thy feet, start thy long march
Her name is the switch thatll light thy heart torch
With it out of dark woods, sun will light thy path
Stir out on a path
Somebody will show the way
Riverll reach the sea
11/6/2002; 10.50 p.m. straight into computer
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