Hare Krsna.

Your association is so marvelous.

We can barely write.

We are hot in our room.

Want to fall asleep.

Yet just writing in ecstacy to you and we can make our way through the mode of ignorance, but we are afraid that it will kill us.

That's O.K.

We have done everything we need to to do.

Now it is time to die.

-or-

Live!

Live or die, stay or fly,

as Krsna's bird.