Every thing is here

Everything lies here, in my own hands

No where far.

All is in the way I think,

All is the way I do

Nothing exceeds my will

Nothing is away from me.

All is around

Only patience it needs

All is here

Only will it needs

Nothing is away, nothing is far

All is here in my own hands,

So small would be a task as I think of it!

So easy it would be, I put my hands on it.

My patience gives me the world in my hands

My will carries it!

No where is any nothing,

All is hidden in the vicinity,

Find it!

With a thought away of self,

Master that!

Nothing exceeds the will of man.

Break that down,

Only then it stays in my hand.

Play it!

Only then I shall have it,

Remember! For me with all,

Shall be,

The origin and grave of everything!