The Squandered Blessing

Poetic RenderingBorn into poverty, lacking even a handful of grain,yet if such a man begets a worthy son,the son gathers wealth in abundanceand brings honour to his lineage.One who has…

MAHESHWARA Prasadi - Maheshwara

The Alchemy of Perception

Poetic RenderingA rope lying in a serpent’s pittouch it once, and a man may collapse,slain not by serpent,but by the doubt coiled within his mind.Another meets a living serpent,its fangs…

Bhakta - Maheswara MAHESHWARA

The Unflinching Mirror of Truth

Poetic RenderingIf a man, seeing the snake-pit,slithers as though he were truly a serpentwhat is such acting worth?If another, watching water,mimics the glide of a water-snakecan such borrowed movement please…

Bhakta - Maheswara MAHESHWARA

The Serpent in the Heart

Poetic RenderingCan a serpent be killedby beating the ground around its hole?What use are fierce austeritieswhen the mind still wanders impure?When inner faith breaks,every effort falls to dust.Kudalasangamadevawithout purity in…

Maheshwara - Sharana SHARANA

The Only True Wealth

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…

Maheshwara - Bhakta BHAKTA

The Gaze That Unites

Poetic RenderingAt dawn, if not for the Linga’s worship,what use is the morning sight?If life is lived only for food,if sleep is all one seeks,if one drags through days like…

Maheshwara - Bhakta BHAKTA

The Mirror of True Kinship

Poetic RenderingThose who praise me, I call strangers.Those who do not scold me, I call mere acquaintances.Those who scold me, I call my parents.Those who rule over me, I call…

Maheshwara - Bhakta BHAKTA

The Inner Sanctum

Poetic RenderingWhat use is whitewash outside, if the inside is unclean?What use is the Linga around the neck, if the heart does not shine?What use is reading a hundred texts,if…

Maheshwara - Bhakta BHAKTA

The Palanquin of Ego

Poetic RenderingA dog in a palanquinwill it ever learn to hunt?Carried by borrowed pride,it only barks in delusion.How can such a one be called a bhakta?O Kudalasangama,make me free of…

Maheshwara - Bhakta BHAKTA

The Path of Substance

Poetic RenderingYou may ride elephants and horses,and smear yourself with musk and fragrant pastesbut without truth, it is all empty show.If no seeds of goodness are sown,how will the crop…