Poetic RenderingOne earth the altar for all temples,for no place stands holier than the ground beneath your feet.One water that cleanses all,for purity flows not from the river, but from…
Poetic RenderingHe who speaks harshly, even if wise, knows not the warmth of compassion.He who quarrels with the world, no matter his piety, has not tasted the sweetness of surrender.The…
Poetic RenderingWhen the Linga is tied upon one’s body does anyone still ask of birth or clan?When the flame of worship is lit within who speaks of high or low,…
Poetic RenderingMerit and sin do not descend from the sky,nor do they rise from some distant starthey are born in the quiet chambers of the heart.Whisper “Ayya!” with love,and heaven…
Poetic RenderingWhy question the worth of onewho has turned from worldly tiesand offered his heart to Koodalasangama?Even if he was born in a house the world calls “low,”what weight does…
Poetic RenderingBali, who gave the three worlds in alms,Karna, who tore off his golden armor,Kacha, who offered himself to the gods,Shibi, who carved his flesh for a pleading birdtheir gifts…
Poetic RenderingThey asked him, “Basava, tell us trulyare there any real devotees left in this mortal world?”He smiled and said,“None, none, none!I alone am but a Bhakta,a mere seeker at…
Poetic RenderingWhen the Jangama arrives from afar,a traveler steeped in stillness, bearing truth’s own fragrancewe rise in reverence, seeing only the Linga in him.But if, in that moment,we forget the…
Poetic RenderingIf arrogance fills the house of the mind,where can the Linga dwell?The body must become the Linga itself,leaving no room for pride.Only where ego is absentdoes the nearness of…
Poetic RenderingI do not longfor Brahma’s lofty seat of creation,nor for Vishnu’s radiant realm of preservation,nor for Rudra’s fierce thronewhere worlds are dissolved.These exalted stations,bright with celestial powerI seek none…