Point of No Return

Poetic RenderingClay once shaped into a potcan never again become mere clay.Butter churned into gheecannot return to its milky form.Gold cannot turn into ore,and the pearl never dissolves back into…

True Currency

Poetic RenderingTheir bodies may wear the clothing of poverty,their homes seem bare,their outward lives simple as dust.But look into their mindsvast, luminous, immeasurable.In the purity of their courage,in the clarity…

Shade is not mine

Poetic RenderingWho sits beneath a treeand dares to say,“This shade belongs to me”?Before Your Sharanas,what sort of bhakta am I?Before their vast knowing,what claim can my little wisdom make?Standing in…

Seedless Heart

Poetic RenderingThe body of a true devotee, O Lord,must be like the stem of the plantaintender, open, without hardness inside.Those ripened in Your graceare wholly consumed  fruit, seed, and skin…

The River of Equality

Poetic RenderingWhat gain is there in worshipping the Lingaif the heart does not flowwith equal love, equal joy, equal worthtoward every being?What gain is there in calling upon Kudalasangamaif my…

The Bliss of Being

Poetic RenderingAs I worship the Linga,and as my meeting with the Jangama deepensmay my love, my sharing, my lived experienceever expand in Your grace, O Linga.Let joy arise, O Linga;let…

The Alchemy of Presence

Poetic RenderingWhen two beings, whole within themselves,meet in a single, unified visionthat very seeing becomes sacred.In that union of awareness with awareness,no second remains.There, O Kudalasangama,You Yourself gather and shine.…