Deep was the night
Disillusioned with the world
Suddenly he announced,
'This moment for my god
Everything I'll renounce
Through deception
Who has kept me here bound?'
'It's me', his god replied
But he didn't listen.
On the bed by his side
His wife was sleeping with the child,
Also fast asleep,
Holding it in her tight embrace.
He told them, 'You always deceive,
Sheer illusions, who are you?'
'It's me', his god again told
Again he paid no heed.
He left his bed and called aloud,
'My god, where are you?'
'Here I am', told his god
Yet he didn't hear.
In a dream the child cried out
And cuddled closer to its mother.
'Turn back, my son',
Came his god's command
But he didn't obey.
'Alas!' sighed his god,
'Me my devotee is leaving.'
