They say we arrive in this world
by a way that is not the way.
You can’t take it with you of course,
so only by selling my soul to the ferryman
do I cross the river to the land of karmic rebirth.
O, but with Shiva's name I'm suddenly unborn
to see there is no ferryman—
and no way that isn’t the way.my playful transcreation of Grierson's translation & commentary no.98
of Lalla (Lal Ded) while also utilizing those of Hoskote, Barks, and Kak
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