Gods Prayer

Close your eyes
And close your mind
I talk to your subconscience
To that nocturnal ego
That is our body ruler
It is imagination not our will
That does create things
You only say
That you are powerful enough
And you'll create
New worlds
And move the mountains
Without any help

Gods Prayer

(Upanishads)

From the Unreal lead us to the Real
From darkness lead us to Light
From death lead us to Immortality
Reach us through and through Ourself
And evermore protect us
O Thou Terrible
From ignorance by Thy sweet compassionate Face

Om Santi, Santi, Santi Om