Sadhu

A roaring fire burns,
Turning wood to ash

The flame glow bright,
In the eyes of a naked man

His life is sacrifice, His life is virtue,
He is alone, the world passes him by

Every breath measured, every word uttered,
Chosen so he does not waste

His eyes deep and dark,
Stare into the heart of the blaze
His patience is his penance, his strength

Devotion to his lord,
Helps him overcome,
Makes him forget,
Makes him immune

Soon he knows,
The ash will become his skin,

So that fire burns,
The flame glows bright.....