Fragrance lies in the seed; flower is a form to perfume.
Colors lies in the seed; flower is a form to present.
Beauty lies in the seed; flower is a form to express.

When a man respect, don’t lose it, 
everybody can’t respect that way,

What’s on mind, I can calculate easily,
I can calculate, the glance describe it,

Remember what I said. . . .
I said, Don’t leave, for I am your Friend.
In the mirage of this world
        I am the fountain of life.
Even if you leave in anger
        and stay away for a thousand years
You will return to me,
        for I am your goal.

Today out of door, went somewhere,
trying to figure out, what’s going on,
tried to fight with thought,
by asking: "tell me what's going on?",

If someone asks,
“What does perfect beauty look like?”
Show him your own face and say,
Like this.

The way music dance

म एक बाहाना हु,
गर्ने त अरु कोहि छ याहाँ,
म एक कल्पना हु,
सोच्ने त अरु कोहि छ याहाँ,
अरु कोहि छ याहाँ,

When one sees the problem lies within
And tries to go beyond habit's grip
Wishing to be free but not seeing the way
One becomes a seeker—worthy of wisdom