The Lord's Strength!

Bhagavan Ramana urges one to cast one's burden on the Lord, who is the source of infinite strength. A short poem...

Let me cast my burden on thee,

The bearer with infinite strength as one gets to see,

One in truth can't anything do,

With the phantom ego that seems true,

The desire to do is the work of the ego,

Which one needs to let go,

For actions are backed not by the strength of desire,

But the strength is from you, O Hill of fire.

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