With every open heart,

With every step on every path

The more I run to you, I sing for you, in all I do

And oh these brutal days, of shifting sands and the changing of the age,

They push pull me, spin me round

Till I can't tell, don't know what's up or down.

Om asatoma sat gamaya

Tamasoma jyotir gamaya

Mrityorma amritam gamaya

Please pick me up when I fall and I'm falling so often,

Give me good discernment so I know whats-up with the way things appear and to where do they go and from where they have come and to whom are they known

Please strengthen my faith in the unfolding mysterious path of grace, wisdom, courage and knowing from darkness to light and from blindness to seeing

From limited self to the eternal being

Allow me to know you and know you in answers, that dazzle my doubts and surprise me with chances

And open my heart and my eyes and my mind so that more of your wisdom flows into my life

With every open heart,

With every step on every path

The more I run to you, I sing for you, in all I do

Om asatoma sat gamaya

Tamasoma jyotir gamaya

Mrityorma amritam gamaya

Allow me to know you and know you in answers, that dazzle my doubts and surprise me with chances

And open my heart and my eyes and my mind so that more of your wisdom flows into my life

With every open heart,

With every step on every path

The more I run to you, I sing for you, in all I do.