Poetic RenderingBy true knowing, ignorance collapses;by inner radiance, the outer shadows flee.By the Real, the false dissolves;by the touchstone, dull iron turns to gold.And just so, O Kudalasangamadevaby the living…

Poetic RenderingThe mind is a serpent,the body its bamboo basket.To live beside such a serpentis to live in vigilance.Do not ask when it will strike,nor when it will swallow you…

Poetic RenderingThe image of Marikavve,cast in precious metal,is worn proudly on the neckyet when debt tightens,they sell her.When money presses hard,they pawn her at the lender’s door,trading sanctity for silver.But…

Poetic RenderingWhere the Linga abides, slander cannot dwell.Where slander reigns, the Linga departs.Let them appear as they may,speak as they will,but those who live by the Linga’s lightstand beyond all…

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…

Poetic RenderingWhere devotion flows, there arises nectar;where resistance stands, bitterness takes root.Knowing this truth, how can one failto honour the jangama?The Linga may rest still, the jangama may walkyet the…