At the start there was the Word.
In sound we are born,
in sound we shall die,
and sound shall remain.
Sound sustains, annihilates,
and procreates.
Sound creates realities and dimensions,
as well as all kinds of transfigurations.
Sound sustains all kinds of misconceptions,
as well as caters for our deepest misidentifications.
The sound of our sweet names,
attaches us to futile claims.
The sound of our minds,
distracts us from eternal gains.
But there is one special sound,
the sound of His Holy names,
coming from His flute Divine.
This transcendental sound
does not bind, enslave, or delude.
This transendental sound
is full of bliss and taste.
The mind shall die,
but transcendental sound shall not.
The body will die,
but transcendental sound shall not.
The ego will die,
but transcendental sound shall not.
On the path of salvation,
only transcendental sound remains.
Oh dear friend,
simply bathe in transcendental sound,
and you shall never be bound!
Gladiator's Path 