Poetic RenderingLet me speak only what is true, O Lordand let me walk exactly as I speak.Wherever my feet may go,may every word I have utteredremain steady, unwavering.For the pointer…

Poetic RenderingThe Bherunda birdone body, two heads.Draw a curtain between them,feed one head nectarand the other poisondoes not the same bodyburn in anguish?So it is, O Kudalasangama:if I worship the…

Poetic RenderingWhat worth are the Shastras,when they bind the seekerin knots of hollow ritual?What worth are the Vedas,when their hymns tremblewith the cries of sacrifice?What worth are the scriptures,when they…

Poetic RenderingThe courtesan conceals her sin,yet those who cling to hershare in her hidden feast.The thief conceals his theft,yet the greedy who follow himshare in his secret feast.But those who…

Poetic RenderingThey say the elders’ words are harshbut how can they be harsh,when every word of theirs shapes my life for good?If they ask for body, mind, or wealth,I shall…

Poetic RenderingDo not call me poor, Lord,for I have no elephants, no treasure halls,no horses stamping in their pride.What poverty is that?Once, I chased after a worldly bride,wandering in desirebut…

Poetic RenderingDeath comes only when life’s thread is cut;poverty comes only when truth in speech is lost.If these alone shape a person’s fate,why should I fear the world’s empty judgments?Why…