Perfection is attained when, from the heart,
One offers up his own especial art—
O, better death in dharma of one’s own,
Than playing with success another’s part!
Each one I will in victory enthrone
Who, unattached, knows nothing as his own,
Who reigns triumphant from his highest Self,
From whom all lesser, base desires have flown.
And now that Wisdom, sacred, secret, true,
My devotee, has been revealed to you,
Reflect on it, absorb it in your soul,
And, going forth, do as you feel to do.