Επιμέλεια: Εύα Πετροπούλου Λιανού
Freedom is at an arm’s distance
Yet a lifetime is wasted to walk this path
The God can be wooed by simple ways
Without a dip in a river or a holy bath
Purity of mind is the key
To be blessed, to feel free
When you surrender completely
God himself comes to bless thee
But a mortal is too busy
To complicate all that is easy
The knowledgeable fool has no wisdom
And he thinks the world is his fiefdom
But as a slave he lives and as a slave he dies
And that arm’s distance only seems nigh.
