There hath been a slaughter for the sacrificeAnd slaying for the meat, but henceforth noneShall spill the blood of life, nor taste of flesh,Seeing that knowledge grows, and life is one,And mercy cometh to the merciful.

Shall any gazer see with mortal eyes,Or any searcher know by mortal mind,Veil after veil will lift--but there must be Veil upon veil behind.

A great tree grows from two soft leavesTo spread its shade afar.

He goesUnto NIRVÂNA. He is one with Life,Yet lives not. He is blest, ceasing to be.OM, MANI PADME, OM! the Dewprop slipsInto the shining sea!

I TAKE MY REFUGE IN THY NAME AND THEE!I TAKE MY REFUGE IN THY LAW OF GOOD!I TAKE MY REFUGE IN THY ORDER! OM!THE DEW IS ON THE LOTUS! - RISE, GREAT SUN!AND LIFT MY LEAF AND MIX ME WITH THE WAVEOM MANI PADME HUM, THE SUNRISE COMES!THE DEWPROP SLIPS INTO THE SHINING SEA!