The Alchemy of Surrender

Poetic Rendering

Hailstones fall glittering from the sky
hard, dazzling, pretending to be jewels
yet the moment the sun touches them,
they melt into mere water.
Wax stands firm in its borrowed shape,
but when the flame draws near,
it softens, collapses,
becoming nothing but fluid surrender.
So too, my hardened self
this pride, this name, this “I”
melts into helpless devotion
at the thought of Your grace.
And when that melting overtakes me,
tears rise unbidden
not from sorrow, not for the world to see,
but from the heart recognizing
its true Master.
What words remain,
O Kudalasangamadeva,
when the soul dissolves in You?
Even silence becomes
a complete offering.

Spiritual Context

Interpretation

The Cosmic Reality

Shata Sthala

Practical Integration

Modern Application

Essence

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