Poetic RenderingHair, finger, shoulderthis body may bathe in sacred watersand boast, “I have crossed the stream,”but how can I believe its purity?O Lord, make me suchthat I seek no other…

Poetic RenderingThe cool moonlight that ripens my Kayakawhy should I crave a brighter moon?In the company of sharanas,where the Linga flowers in my very palm,why should I wander elsewhere in…

Poetic RenderingThe vast blue dome of endless sky,Veils the unseen realms where stars drift by.Your breath moves galaxies, your gaze lights space, Eternal presence formless grace. Your feet touch depths no…

Poetic RenderingI am not this bodythis fleeting house of bone and breath.I am not the servant of timewhose days rise and fall like restless tides.I am not the grainthat ripens…

Poetic RenderingMy body feels its aches,my mind knows its woundsyet having placed myself at Your feet,how can these remain mine?If You, O Kudalasangamadeva,pervade my breath, my bones, my very being,then…

Poetic RenderingIs heaven somewhere above,and hell somewhere far below?Is there another world beyond this world?No where the heart is filled with Shiva’s presence,there is the true Paradise.Where a Sharana breathes,there…

Poetic RenderingGraceful in gait,graceful in speech,graceful wherever he movesgraceful among the companions of Shiva,graceful even among the ancients of old.Like ambali, the humble millet brothsimple, fermented, revealing hidden sweetnessso is…

Poetic RenderingIn a moment gone!In half a breath gone!Eyes close and open and the world turns to dust.Rising, falling, grasping, losingall is the shimmer of the same mirage.The wealthy man,…

Poetic RenderingO Lord, the bliss of Your glanceit flows through every vein like dawn of light.Your presence hums in my breath,Your touch glimmers upon each pore.Every hair upon my body…