The Two Hands of Grace
Poetic RenderingWith a bowl of milk in one hand,and a staff of discipline in the other,the Jangama comes to me as fatherfeeding with love,guiding with firmness.He is the living shrine…
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The Child of Mercy
Poetic RenderingFalling from one foot,I cling to the otherslipping, trembling, crying out:“Save me… save me…forgive my wandering ways.”Helpless, I turn to You alone.O Koodalasangamadeva,I am but a childcradled in Your…
The Urgency of Now
Poetic RenderingWhy wait? Why wander in delay?Before this body hardens like unripe fruit,taste the sweetness of truth now.Life is a spark hidden in a dying emberbefore it cools to ash,…
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…
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The Yoke of Grace
Poetic RenderingI have made myself Your ox,not the wild one that kicks in pride,but the gentle onethat bows its neck to Your yoke.Among Your sharanas I walk,bearing the weight of…
Posted inAIKYA Prasadi - Aikya Bhakta - Aikya
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…
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The Alchemy of Self Surrender
Poetic RenderingLet me see myself as foe or friend whichever truth You show me.If I stand against Your sharanas,let that be my undoing;if old, stubborn thoughts cling to me,burn them…
Posted inPRANALINGI Bhakta - Pranalingi
The Breath of Remembrance
Poetic RenderingYour remembrance is my sunrise,Your forgetting my falling dusk.Your memory is my very life,Your memory my breath itself, O Father.Press Your sacred footprintdeep into the chamber of my heart;and…
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The Living Spring of Sacred Company
Poetic RenderingIn the wilderness one struck hard for water,and suddenly found a spring at his side.Like a blind man who gains sight,like a poor man who finds treasureso feels my…