The one who tries to vilify me
Is God himself in that form.
The one who comes to harm me
Is God himself in that form.
The one who litigates against me
Is God himself in that form.
The one who points a gun at me
Is God himself in that form.
The one who maligns my name
Is God himself in that form.
The one who ruins my reputation
Is God himself in that form.
He who understands this secret
Is at peace and knows well what to do
Knows when to take up arms
Knows when to forgive with a smile
With no rancour against the enemy
Whatever form that enemy takes
And what in this world can harm
Such a one who lives by this philosophy
Caring not if harm should befall him
For he knows the ways of God are just
And when the world is an illusion
Why take anything seriously at all?