I've touched Kailash, or have I?
Or is it still a pie in the sky?
Does maya still form a veil,
Between the Truth and me?
Why do I still feel so frail?
Is Truth still too far to see?
All's not as clear, as it needs to be
And so, revered Guru, I bow, to thee
And this to you I pray tonight
Kindly kindle my inner light
Lead me from illusion to the True
From darkness to light, take me with you
Asato ma sadgamaya
Tamso ma jyotirgamaya
Let me know, the wrong from right
Let me have clarity of sight
The third line I leave for now
These two will suffice anyhow
The wise will know, of what I speak
The wise will know what I seek
Kishore Asthana