The Path of Substance

Poetic Rendering

You may ride elephants and horses,
and smear yourself with musk and fragrant pastes
but without truth, it is all empty show.
If no seeds of goodness are sown,
how will the crop of grace ever rise?
Perched on the mad elephant of pride,
you rush headlong into ruin.
Without knowing Kudalasangamadeva,
you turn this precious human life
into nothing but a vessel of suffering.

Spiritual Context

Interpretation

The Cosmic Reality

Shata Sthala

Practical Integration

Modern Application

Essence

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