The flowers of autumn wither and fade.

All things must pass away.

Death sweeps like drifting snow

Over one and all,

But the spirit of loveLives on and on.

*Chorus

The spirit of love is like the sun

Shining on all below.

The spirit of love

Sleeps in every heart.

The value of life lies in flowing

With the song of humility.

When feeling is pure and dullness gone

You know and realize

Life cannot be

Without the spirit of love.*

Let the river flow to the sea

And enter deep, deep within,

Feeling like a wave of the endless sea.*

The flowers of autumn wither and fade.

All things must pass away.

Death sweeps like drifting snow

Over one and all,

But the spirit of love

Lives on and on.

*Yoga Mystic Songs for Meditation, Volume 2 (1975) ©

by mystic poet and composer, Sri Swami Lalitananda Saraswati