The Silent Offering

Poetic Rendering

“I offered my body,” I say
but if my mind strays from the Guru’s word,
that single thought of giving
builds a wall within me.
“I offered my mind,” I say
but if I lose sight of the Linga within,
the memory of my offering
becomes the veil that hides You.
“I offered my wealth,” I say
but the moment ‘mine’ arises again,
the gift dissolves,
and I bind myself once more.
O Kudalasangama
the very notion I have given
is the subtlest deceit,
for the instant the mind claims the act,
giver and receiver appear as two
though they have never been separate.
What offering remains to boast of,
when nothing is mine,
and all has always been Yours?

Spiritual Context

Interpretation

The Cosmic Reality

Shata Sthala

Practical Integration

Modern Application

Essence

The sun cannot give light to the sky.

I, who was never other than You,

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