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The True Giver

Poetic RenderingSome gods guard the doors of men’s houses,barking like dogs when called.Some gods speak only when prompted,powerless without offerings.But what can such gods give, O Lord?Only You, Koodalasangamadeva, are…
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The Unripe Seed

Poetic RenderingWithin the mango’s sweetness lies the areca nut  hard, hidden, small.So am I, within the vast fruit of Your grace.How can I call myself a devotee,when Your true saints…
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The Leaking Vessel

Poetic RenderingAll year longday after dayI practiced, recited, bowed,yet my heart remainedlike the agave stalk:dry, fibrous, empty.Like a warrior who forgets his skillin the midst of the battlefieldso went my…
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The Gravity of Grace

Poetic RenderingNot high birth,not lowliness,not rank nor lack of itnone of these can draw the milk of truth.Tell me,without bending low,without steadying hand and patient breath,can one ever milk a…
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The Heart’s Measure

Poetic RenderingWhat worth in chanting the Vedas?What gain in hearing the Shastras?What fruit in endless penance and chants?All fade into dustif they do not touchthe heart of Kudalasangama. Basavanna’s timeless…
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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…