The Child of Mercy

Poetic Rendering

Falling from one foot,
I cling to the other
slipping, trembling, crying out:
“Save me… save me…
forgive my wandering ways.”
Helpless, I turn to You alone.
O Koodalasangamadeva,
I am but a child
cradled in Your boundless mercy.

Spiritual Context

Interpretation

The Cosmic Reality

Shata Sthala

Practical Integration

Modern Application

Essence

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