The Song of the One Without a Second
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…
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Silence of Oneness
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…
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Soul’s Sacred Wedding
Poetic RenderingFor the sacred wedding of Bhaktithe final, fragrant culminationlet the nerium blossom serve as the ring,let jasmine braid the threshold into a garlanded door,let chrysanthemums arch above as the…
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From Herd Consciousness to Divine Civilization
Poetic RenderingWhat is a human,if Shiva’s light has not dawned within?In cow dung, countless tiny beings are borndoes that make them divine, O Lord?The herds of the forest stay together,the…
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The True Lineage
Poetic RenderingWhat worth is one’s lineageif it is not rooted in You?What pride in birth or familyif Your hold is absent?The true ornament of any clanis one like Māḍara Chennayyamade…
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The True Measure of Holiness
Poetic RenderingIf one born low becomes Your true devotee,does not the dog-nature fall away?Washed clean of the five-sensed dirt,why should he not become musicworthy of honor?Let the drums resound,let the…
The All Consuming Radiance
Poetic RenderingWherever I turn my eyes,Your radiance meets me first.In joy, in sorrow,in the quiet chambers of thoughtonly You shine.How can darkness standbefore the face of the sun?So too, when…
The Cosmic Body of God
Poetic RenderingWherever I turn,only You shine before me.Eyes of every creature are Your eyes,faces in all directions are Your face.The hands that hold the world,the feet that steady the earthall…
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The Final Surrender
Poetic RenderingWhen my heart is full,when my mind is clear,when my tongue ripens in Your songthen, Father, pour into methe nectar of Your name.Let this blooming heartsoften, fall,and become dustat…