From clutches of maya I was shook,
And then slowly my friends You took.
At work lost in bhakti’s bliss,
That surroundings changed went unnoticed.
The more and more Your name I say,
The more old friends and family go away.
But now where am I to go for friendship?
For pleasing is safety of comradeship.
Outcomes not in my control, alas,
My fate only in Your complete grasp.
On the steady course I’ll stay,
And Your names with pleasure I’ll say.