The Moth and the Flame of Truth

Poetic Rendering

Like a washerman thrashing clothes
he cannot keep,
so I once lashed at life’s illusions
beauty, wealth, the lure of land and soil.
Blind to You, O Koodalasangamadeva,
I fed upon shadows.
Only in You alone
is taste, truth, and life.

Spiritual Context

Interpretation

The Cosmic Reality

Shata Sthala

Practical Integration

Modern Application

Essence

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