The Lion at the gate!

I tread a thorny path barefoot

Seeking a garden of eternal happiness

The garden itself is of no intrinsic value

The gardener is the one who is invaluable

This gate is guarded by a benevolent lion

Love springs forth in his every roar

He is the faithful and loyal servant of the gardener

His every breath and thought is enveloped by the gardener

People think this lion is a cruel creature

But my mind refuses to believe that

Only love springs in my heart for you

In every breath I remember your blissful form

I know not anyone else's authority

But I know only your mercy and generosity

Allow this lion inside the forest of your heart

And you realize that he is the gardener

The garden is verily within

And the gardener also is I