Like row of grasses or corn,
Mind likes to bow in bliss.
The passage of sky is clear,
Very beautiful golden rays are,
Your mind in layers of rays
As soon as possible you wrap.
Wrapping in layer after layer,
You will be saved from hazards,
Obstacles cannot touch mind,
Wisdom will do magic at time.
Morning reflects these rays,
Feel beauty of love and peace,
You will revive self dignity,
In a safety path you swathe.
Swathe soon and soon in love,
You see entire sky is filled,
Golden rays are coming to you,
Swath yourself in love of God.