The Yoke of Grace

Poetic Rendering

I have made myself Your ox,
not the wild one that kicks in pride,
but the gentle one
that bows its neck to Your yoke.
Among Your sharanas I walk,
bearing the weight of Linga and Jangama
a weight lighter than breath,
a service sweeter than freedom.
O Koodalasangamadeva,
grant me the worthiness
to carry this sacred yoke.

Spiritual Context

Interpretation

The Cosmic Reality

Shata Sthala

Practical Integration

Modern Application

Essence

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