How can I protect my hearth and home, O my mind? They are beating and plundering me over and over again; unto whom can I complain?
If I was a bird, soaring and flying through hundreds of heavens, and if I was invisible, neither eating nor drinking anything - even so, I could not estimate Your Value.
What if I were to become a deer, and live in the forest, picking and eating fruits and roots - by Guru's Grace, I am a sacrifice to my Master. Again and again, I am a sacrifice, a sacrifice.
To take what rightfully belongs to another, is like a Muslim eating pork, or a Hindu eating beef. Our Guru, our Spiritual Guide, stands by us, if we do not eat those carcasses.