Classic Poem

All sing praises with their body, but with soul scarce one sings the praise.
To keep before the soul the One Essence, this, O Dadu, is hard.
Dadu, all know how to praise the dwelling of the earthly.
But one can sing the place of soul-God, alone, unique.
While, Dadu, the material body persists, then all things are apparent.
Before the spiritual body fearless, alone His Essence is .
For him, who knows no more his existence, the world is done away.
Whom one knows himself as spirit, alone the formless is .
In the body sing the praises, while the body is in health.
When praises spring up within the soul, then all else is tasteless.