Wake up the note! the song that had its birth

Far off, where worldly taint could never reach,

In mountain caves and glades of forest deep,

Whose calm no sigh for lust or wealth or fame

Could ever dare to break; where rolled the stream

Of knowledge, truth, and bliss that follows both.

Sing high that note, Sannyâsin bold! Say —
                                        "Om Tat Sat, Om!"

Strike off thy fetters! Bonds that bind thee down,

Of shining gold, or darker, baser ore;

Love, hate — good, bad — and all the dual throng,

Know, slave is slave, caressed or whipped, not free;

For fetters, though of gold, are not less strong to bind;

Then off with them, Sannyâsin bold! Say —
                                        "Om Tat Sat, Om!"

Let darkness go; the will-o'-the-wisp that leads

With blinking light to pile more gloom on gloom.

This thirst for life, for ever quench; it drags

From birth to death, and death to birth, the soul.

He conquers all who conquers self. Know this

And never yield, Sannyâsin bold! Say —
                                        "Om Tat Sat, Om!"

"Who sows must reap," they say, "and cause must bring

The sure effect; good, good; bad, bad; and none

Escape the law. But whoso wears a form

Must wear the chain." Too true; but far beyond

Both name and form is Âtman, ever free.
Know thou art That, Sannyâsin bold! Say —
                                        "Om Tat Sat, Om!"

They know not truth who dream such vacant dreams

As father, mother, children, wife, and friend.

The sexless Self! whose father He? whose child?

Whose friend, whose foe is He who is but One?

The Self is all in all, none else exists;
And thou art That, Sannyâsin bold! Say —
                                          "Om Tat Sat, Om!"

There is but One — The Free — The Knower — Self!

Without a name, without a form or stain.

In Him is Mâyâ dreaming all this dream.

The witness, He appears as nature, soul.
Know thou art That, Sannyâsin bold! Say —
                                        "Om Tat Sat, Om!"

Where seekest thou? That freedom, friend, this world

Nor that can give. In books and temples vain

Thy search. Thine only is the hand that holds

The rope that drags thee on. Then cease lament,
Let go thy hold, Sannyâsin bold! Say —
                                        "Om Tat Sat, Om!"

Say, "Peace to all: From me no danger be

To aught that lives. In those that dwell on high,

In those that lowly creep, I am the Self in all!

All life both here and there, do I renounce,

All heavens and earths and hells, all hopes and fears."

Thus cut thy bonds, Sannyâsin bold! Say —
                                        "Om Tat Sat, Om!"

Heed then no more how body lives or goes,

Its task is done. Let Karma float it down;

Let one put garlands on, another kick

This frame; say naught. No praise or blame can be

Where praiser praised, and blamer blamed are one.

Thus be thou calm, Sannyâsin bold! Say —
                                      "Om Tat Sat, Om!"

Truth never comes where lust and fame and greed

Of gain reside. No man who thinks of woman

As his wife can ever perfect be;

Nor he who owns the least of things, nor he

Whom anger chains, can ever pass thro' Maya's gates.

So, give these up, Sannyâsin bold! Say —
                                      "Om Tat Sat, Om!"

Have thou no home. What home can hold thee, friend?

The sky thy roof, the grass thy bed; and food

What chance may bring, well cooked or ill, judge not.

No food or drink can taint that noble Self

Which knows Itself. Like rolling river free

Thou ever be, Sannyâsin bold! Say —
                                      "Om Tat Sat, Om!"

Few only know the truth. The rest will hate

And laugh at thee, great one; but pay no heed.

Go thou, the free, from place to place, and help

Them out of darkness, Maya's veil.

Without the fear of pain or search for pleasure, go

Beyond them both, Sannyâsin bold! Say —
                                        "Om Tat Sat, Om!"

Thus, day by day, till Karma's powers spent

Release the soul for ever. No more is birth,

Nor I, nor thou, nor God, nor man. The "I"

Has All become, the All is "I" and Bliss.

Know thou art That, Sannyâsin bold! Say —
                                      "Om Tat Sat, Om!"