so little, so uninspired, so grave
this little time to remember things so brave
comfortable in nescience like a pig
but one upward thought could remove a world of din
lathed in waves of a continued dulling spell
to remember divine oh to remember at all
i find this day is not so small
hidden within this unit of time
the memory of a great devotee sublime
lift me out of my self made mud
the lord of material energy can diffuse this crud
awaken purpose to this fallen jiva
a world of dedication is not far away
stop this evernecient stray
teach me how to dedicate each day
and find value in everything the Lord does say
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