This World of Illusion

O Saints, this carnival will end in a short while;
  we will depart after watching this show.
Never again will you meet those
  who have gathered here together.
Many travellers from different directions
  cross the river in a boat – they meet
  only to go their separate ways a few moments later.
There are many different flowers making the garden beautiful,
  filling it with sweet fragrances.
Buds appear, blossom into flowers and wither away –
  petal by petal they perish.
The happiness from wife, children and property is fleeting,
  like dew drops on petals.
They meet you here and leave you here –
  why then grieve over them?
In this give and take, each action has its consequence,
  so do your real work.
Develop love for the Lord, who is your real benefactor.
Saints explain that great merit
  lies in keeping the company of true devotees.
O Charandas, Guru Sukdev has explained,
  contemplate on the Lord alone.
_{Sant Charandas}