The Cosmic Weave

Poetic Rendering

Like the silkworm, O Lord,
You spin the universe from Your very being.
No loom, no weaver, no spindle
only Your essence, flowering into worlds.
From Yourself You give,
within Yourself You nurture,
and to Yourself You gather back again.
We are the threads of Your joy,
the shimmering fabric of Your play.
As each soul awakens,
the web glows brighter,
the cosmos sings purer.
This universe blooms
with every enlightened heart,
and will go on blooming
in the radiance of Your love,
O Koodalasangama.

Spiritual Context

Interpretation

The Cosmic Reality

Shatsthala

Practical Integration

Modern Application

Essence

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