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The Cruelty of Power
Poetic RenderingMust one hurl a grinding stoneupon one already fallen in the mud?Must one fasten a heavy anchorto a being already shackled and lame?Must one drive a swordinto a wound…
Posted inMaheshwara - Prasadi PRASADI
The Divine Economy
Poetic RenderingAll that appears to be “mine” in this worldlands, goods, wealth, and things acquiredare, in truth, held only in trustfor the children of Shiva, the Sharanas.If such things come…
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The Leaching of the Soul
Poetic RenderingSitting among Shiva’s own companions,I let arrogance cling to melike a famished dog guarding its morsel.My beloved, bound to me in private affection,filled my plate alone,forgetting the Sharanas who…
Posted inAikya - Prasadi PRASADI
The Flood and the Foundation
Poetic RenderingWhen a flood rolls forward with fortune on its back,the lakes beside it brim to their edges.What belongs to another remains theirsnot even kings or clans can claim its…
Posted inSharana - Prasadi PRASADI
The Alchemy of Being
Poetic RenderingMilk has its source,cream arises from milk,butter comes by churning,and sugar is born from the crushed caneeach transformation following its own fixed law.But in the company of Kudalasangama’s Sharanas,the…
Posted inMAHESHWARA Prasadi - Maheshwara
The Mantra of Poverty and the Silence of Greed
Poetic RenderingOne bitten by a serpentcan still be coaxed to speak.One seized by frenzy or possessioncan yet be brought to utter words.But the one whose mouth is filledwith the dust…
Posted inMAHESHWARA 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…
Posted inBhakta - Prasadi PRASADI
The Rightful Heir
Poetic RenderingThe tiger’s milkis meant only for its cubnever for the grass-eating deer.The warrior’s amulet and armorbelong to the bravenot to the timid at heart.So too, O Kudalasangamadeva,to those of…
Posted inBhakta - Prasadi PRASADI
The Unadorned Heart
Poetic RenderingA scissor’s edge in the heart,and nectar on the tonguesee the contradiction!“I sing for Śiva!I dance for Śiva!I fast and keep every vigil!”so declares the restless mind.Yet I remain…
Posted inBHAKTA Prasadi - Bhakta
The Crumbling Mask
Poetic RenderingLike a cracked wall ready to crumble,so is this body and this mind of mine.Flattery makes me proud,but a single harsh word breaks me.I sway in every wind,and mock…