The Arrogance of the Tenant

Poetic Rendering

You claim: “These fifty acres,
these fields of grain,
these wealth-giving lands
all prosper only because of my sacred lamp,
my rituals, my offerings.”
We cannot bear to hear such words.
Life that is born of the womb,
life that emerges from the egg,
life that rises from sweat and damp earth
tell me, who sustains all these?
Who provides their food, their breath,
their unending flow of life?
It is like a tenant offering
a chipped lump of jaggery
to the landlord
yet boasting as though
he himself owns the estate.
And so the wealthy strut,
like the rooster that crows at dawn,
believing that his cry makes the sun rise.
In this arrogance
“I did this, I created this,
I sustain this”
their pot of prosperity
cracks and falls apart.
Is this not so,
O Kudalasangama?

Spiritual Context

Interpretation

The Cosmic Reality

Shata Sthala

Practical Integration

Modern Application

Essence

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