What
ever is with him
Or
he sees, comes his way
Always
above happiness and woe
Jealousy
never throws its sway
4/516
He
got or lost ;or in waiting
Nothing
brings his influence
The
race is never behind the reward
Or
Never such things make him tense
4/517
He never
mind
For
what he find
Or
what he lost
Never
make him blind
4/518
The
true dharma always win the heart
The
misery or envy has no place
The
whole world is our home
Can
A -dharma come to replace
4/519
Adharma
never understand
For
he covers him with truth
He
roars like waves or storm
And
crushes all under its foot
4/520
To
be continued by Archna Raj
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