The Unbroken Drum

Poetic Rendering

Even if they flay my flesh
and stretch it tight like a drumskin
to beat upon in the marketplace
still, I will not forget Your sacred feet.
Even if they mock my devotion,
sneer at my cry of “Sharana!”
still, I will not stop calling Your name.
And even if, O Koodalasangamadeva,
they shoe their feet with copper
and trample upon my very corpse
still, I will not forsake You.
I will not. I will not.

Spiritual Context

Interpretation

The Cosmic Reality

Shatsthala

Practical Integration

Modern Application

Essence

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