The Restless Monkey and the Plea for Grace

Poetic Rendering

Like a lowly dog borne high in a palanquin,
Carried with honor yet leaping down
To snatch the flesh fallen on the ground
So is this mind of mine, O Lord!

It runs, runs restlessly toward the senses,
But seldom turns to remember You.
O Kudalasangamadeva, grant me grace
Let this heart be still at Your feet.

Spiritual Context

Interpretation

The Cosmic Reality

Shata Sthala

Practical Integration

Modern Application

Essence

Views: 2