Classic Poem

O Soul, what will be my future? My wisdom and understanding halt.
When into this world you entered, Maya attached and fastened on you.
Ignorant of the Name of Rama, in no settled state of knowledge.
Under vow to chant his praises, with a true heart you never sang
Ever doing deeds of evil, so did your understanding perish.
To the refuge of Thy feet take Bhikha, from his mind drive Maya far.
This day by day is his petition, that in his heart Thy love may spring.