The Eternal Fragrance

Poetic Rendering

Some say I am born,
some say I die  
but in birth I drink
the water of Your sacred feet,
and in death I fall
to rest upon them.
What matters where a tree grows  
in forest or in village?
Its fragrance is the same.
So too the scent of my life
is only You,
O Koodalasangamadeva.

Spiritual Context

Interpretation

The Cosmic Reality

Shata Sthala

Practical Integration

Modern Application

Essence

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