Poetic RenderingBrother, the elders’ words seem bitter at firstharsh on the tongue,yet sweet within.So too are the words of Kudalasangama’s sharanas:like neem bitter to taste,but healing in their truth. Basavanna…

Poetic RenderingYou claim: “These fifty acres,these fields of grain,these wealth-giving landsall prosper only because of my sacred lamp,my rituals, my offerings.”We cannot bear to hear such words.Life that is born…

Poetic RenderingWhat is gathered with pomp,and offered with pomp,is nothing but a debt to illusion.What is earned in falsehood,and spent in display,becomes a burden the soul cannot carry.Let not your…

Poetic RenderingCan one eat the bitter fruit of the milk-weedjust because hunger burns?Can one drink deadly poisonmerely to quench a thirst?Can one mistake quicklime for butterbecause both look whiteand live…

Poetic RenderingSay not: “This pot of milk is cracked,this vessel of ghee is flawed.”For the sweetness of milkand the fragrance of gheeremain offerings worthy of the Linga.So too with the…