All are sinless here
Nothing is sin it is clear.

Nothing is yours take it granted
That is not yours what you acquired.

Be wise and see
The condition of busy bees.

Secrets are disclosed
You are in the net no fault of yours.

It is your splendor power and influence
All are pure and equal says my common sense.

Know the reality of the world
Renounce the assumed affinity for the world.

Perceiving self is great poems
By reading poems emancipate them.

Love is at the Supreme spot
Tell all you know everything evil not.