Everything happens as an effect

Everything happens as an effect
     Of one's own efforts and actions.
Some sit on the verandah and get outside news,
     Some travel far away.

Muslims have their hearts set on Makkah,
    Hindus travel to Banaras.
Oh! In the heart there is priceless treasure;
    Who goes far away ( to seek it ) ?

By caste he is weaver Kabir,
    Orissa, he loudly proclaims as his ( home ) ;
He lost his hand and his small amount of money
    Travelling to a dozen lands.

Ramaji is what Ram Das is called;
   By caste he is a cobbler;
      Mother Gangas took him in a leather turtle.

Without knowing ( what he is doing ),
      He leaves his home
        And makes a hut in a forest.
Lalon says,
      When you get rid your vices,
         Where will you go?