Thrones and Titles

Poetic RenderingI do not longfor Brahma’s lofty seat of creation,nor for Vishnu’s radiant realm of preservation,nor for Rudra’s fierce thronewhere worlds are dissolved.These exalted stations,bright with celestial powerI seek none…

When God Knocks

Poetic RenderingWhen the one who knows the Linga withinreceives a knock at the doorand the Jangama arriveshow can I remain seated high upon a bed?How could such pride be fitting?Tell…

Divine in the Ordinary

Poetic RenderingThe Bhaktas are the Samartharuwhole, fulfilled, lacking nothing.How then can anyone dare call them incomplete?Tell mewhat measure can compareMadara Chennayya, the saintly cobbler,with Chola, lord of a mighty empire?Yet…

The Unbroken Vessel

Poetic RenderingA body unaware of the Linga withinIs but lifeless flesh, an empty shell.Without awareness of the inner Lord,How can one be a true bhakta?Without awareness of the sacred Self,How…

Bitter Alms

Poetic RenderingThe alms of a devotionless mantrue devotees cannot taste them.Like bitter neem sweet only to the crow,never to the cuckoo,so is the speech of those without the bond of…

Formless Meets Form

Poetic RenderingCan a picture ever be paintedwithout a waiting canvas beneath it?Can the seed awakenwithout the patient womb of earth?Can the Linga be worshipedwithout the living Jangama to reveal it?Can…