Thought
Pitiable one forsaking duty
Or recluse attached to world
Work’s joy in action’s beauty
Hermit’s life disentangled

Pitiable one forgoing penance
Developing tastes for luxury
Or those harbouring grievance
Against imaginary enemy
Pitiable in every respect is he
Who heartless others harm
Who cherishes his own body
And fails to find inward calm
Pity not for glorious life gone
But for those living suffering
Who gave not their all for one
Radiating a constant blessing
(Adapted from Tulsidas's Ramcharitmanas)
Prayer
O Lord of constant blessing grace extinguish my desires that only one may remain for Thee. Grant that I may find the joy of service and in movement as well as those timeless encounters in my soul. May all be happy, peaceful and blissful in and through Thee.