For a sage, the root of liberation is satsanga.
Of making the pious, bath in holy Ganga.
Knowledge is the source of all purity,
For realization of God, satsanga is surity
The saints, the true devotees always live for others,
Only they consider the world world as their brothers.
They face difficulties and pains for serving others,
Their glory rest in prayer of the Lord eithers.
They are the embodiments of noble deeds,
Source of pleasure, rest, calm and peace.
Nothing can hinder them from doing so,
Leaving the path untruth, they perceive truth so.
They feel solace in doing good to all,
In this workshop of Lord, their glory can never fall.
A beautiful sonnet written by @oodeyaa