The Rhythm of Remembrance

Poetic Rendering

I placed my vow before You:
my body is Yours,
my mind is Yours,
my wealth is Yours.
O Lord, keep me true
let me not slip again into the old deceit.
Again I vowed:
the Linga within me is the Jangama without,
the Jangama without is the Linga within
one flame, unmoving in its unity.
O Lord, let me not betray this truth again.
Yet in this frail body,
forgetfulness rises like mist
the mind whispers, “This is mine,”
and the old illusion returns,
casting its shadow upon my heart.
Hold me fast, Kudalasangamadeva
anchor me in Your remembrance,
that I may not drift again
into the night of separateness.

Spiritual Context

Interpretation

The Cosmic Reality

Shata Sthala

Practical Integration

Modern Application

Essence

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