Don't be so glum, you're already enlightened Whether thy goodself knows it now or not; Whether you fret and frown or smile and laugh It makes no difference to your eternal Self Which always Was, Is and Will Be bindaas Knowing that there's naught else besides It Under the sunlight or in a remote black hole; None of your naughtiness or shenanigans Make a quark's breadth difference to that Self That rests in its own being, smiling and indulgent.