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The Flame and the Wick
Poetic RenderingIf a man twists a humble cotton wickand boasts, “This flame is mine, for I prepared the wick!”let him grasp the fire once,and see whether it spares his hand.The…
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The Consecrated Body
Poetic RenderingDetachment alone is the highest good.The moment one says, “I will attain,”the body whispers its pride.What then is the right use of this self?Whatever life bringsreceive it as coming…
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The Ladder of Grace
Poetic RenderingIf for endless ages you perform penance,is a single day’s worship of the Linga not enough?If you worship the Linga for ages,is a single day’s service to the Guru…
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The Cobbler and the Sage
Poetic RenderingWhat use is reading?What use is listening,if the feet do not walk the path of Shiva?Shuka, the great sage,read and recited endlesslyyet without the inner essence,what did all that…
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The Forge of Surrender
Poetic RenderingBurn away the darknessfrom this mind of mine,O Lordmelt me clean.Heat me again in Your crucible,refine me to the true measure of gold.Break me, beat me,purify every flaw withinuntil…
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The Unshakeable Heart
Poetic RenderingAn elephant of great strengthheld steady by a tiny ankushado we call it weak?A vast mountainsplit open by a single diamonddo we call it small?Darkness that has lingered for…
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The Needle’s Test
Poetic RenderingA true Bhakta must be testedjust as fine cloth is provedby the sharpness of a needle.And a Sharana living among saintsshould be like the fermented jowar brotha blend of…
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The Cry of the Child-Soul
Poetic RenderingAs a child longs for its mother,so I ache in longing for You.O Lord, shine with grace upon my mind.Dwell in my heart as its only home.Grant mercy, mercy…
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The Law of Spiritual Vision
Poetic RenderingCan the blind behold the mountainand measure the height of its peak?Can the nectar of immortalityflow into a heart closed by its own fate-bound beliefs?How shall he seethe treasure…
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The Currency of Grace
Poetic RenderingFor the sake of petty gains,I have squandered treasures beyond measurethis much, at least, I now understand.Unaware of the fountain of devotion within,my mind has chased illusionsand strayed into…