
O Bhagavan! Alas… Rama!
The pain of clinging cuts so deep,Grief burns like an endless fire.O Bhagavan!Alas… Rama! If we are born, we must depart,There is no cure for death’s return.If we had never come—how peaceful that would be.So the Blessed One has taught:Speak gently of the dead,Praise their virtues, let faults be forgotten.Why think beyond this truth?My weary…