A skilled yogi blossoms even while living in the three gunas, just as a lotus flower blossoms in muddy waters.

To my students: <3 Don’t ever take my advice I am a blabber Not wise I pretend And tell lies But you don’t see that  You are so innocent Like a flower I tell you to do  What I don’t do And tell you not to do What I do I am a hypocrite But you don’t see that  You are so innocent Like a butterfly I know you will still come And listen to my lies And when I finish You will hug me With tears in your eyes  You are so innocent Like a baby Innocence is the road That leads to His abode You, for sure, will go there To His flute and Divine affair Where will I go? I want to hide Somewhere  In some place But I can't...