We are responsible for every act

And every word, and every thought as well.

As each of them during our life affects

The atmosphere in which we here dwell.


Like any earthly thing they vibrate

At multitude of frequencies in space.

Like birds aloft they in due time migrate

To their real goal deserting the old place.


On their way impressions by them are left

On the Akasha if our goal’s supreme

And we deserve a name extremely blessed,

A Srotapanna, “entering the stream”.


The stream or current flowing in the space

On subtle planes invisible to our eye,

In it we knit our current like in the lace

Weaved by the high Beings above the sky.


Responsibility increases then

When one perceives he is an active part

Of the space stream protecting earthly men

For whom he’s ready to sacrifice his heart.


I do not live however my own life

I live my brothers’ life; that’s why I have to be

Responsible for all to say in this world strife:

It is not me who lives, but Unity in me.