If you can step aside While others are busy With the market-throng You are a step closer to being free.
While others wildly Their pursuits chase If you can watch and not envy You scorn pride at its face.
What others have You hanker for and desire not Yet humility and contentment Reign your heart---you are happy with your lot.
Too much hue and cry, so much excitement And euphoria on the other side You sit quietly under the shade of the tree Reading your favourite poems while the world goes mad with its pride.
If you can leave the world behind Your own soul and heart to cultivate Your years will ripen with sweet fruitfulness You will arrive finally at Enlightenment Gate.