I do not say it is the Linga,I do not say it is oneness with the Linga,I do not say it is union,I do not say it is harmony,I do not say it has occurred,I do not say it has not occurred,I do not say it is You,I do not say it is IAfter becoming…
Him with the jewelled crown,Him with the gleaming teeth,Him with the smiling face,Him who illumines the fourteen worlds withthe light of His eyes.I have Him and the thirst of my eyes isquenched.I have seen the great Lord whom the menamong men serve but as wives.I have seen the Supreme Guru Chenna Mallikarjunasporting with the Primeval…
three brothers-in-law, like tigers;and the husband’s thoughtsare full of laughing women;no god, this man,And I cannot cross the sister-in-law.But I willgive this wench the slipand go cuckold my husband withHara, my Lord.My mind is my maid:by her kindness, I joinmy Lord,my utterly beautiful Lordfrom the mountain peaks,my lord white as jasmine,and I will make Himmy…
resistance it clings to me and follows me.Your Maya becomes Yogini to the Yogin. Itbecomes a nun to the monk, it becomes aherald to the saint. It adapts itself toeach according to his nature.When I climbed up the hill, your Maya toocame up; when I entered the forest, yourMaya too entered behind me.So the world…
knows no decay and has no form;I have fallen in love, O mother with theBeautiful One, who has no middle, hasno end, has no parts and has no features;I have fallen in love, O mother with theBeautiful One, who knows no birth andknows no fear.I have fallen in love, O mother with theBeautiful One, who…
unless I sing of you.O Lord, accept me if you will, accept notif you will not: I cannot rest contented unlessI worship you.O Lord, love me if you will, love notif you will not: I cannot rest contented unless I holdyou in my armsO Lord, look at me if you will, look notif you will…
I’m not one to be afraid,Whatever you do.I exist chewing dry leaves.My life resting on a knife edgeIf you must torment me,Chennamallikarjuna,My life, my bodyI’ll offer you and be cleansed.
What comes before,What after;Which is the master,Which is the slave;What’s big.What’s small.O lord white as jasmineIf an ant should love youAnd praise you.Will he not growTo demon powers?
blush when a cloth covering their shamecomes looseWhen the lord of liveslives drowned without a facein the world, how can you be modest?When all the world is the eye of the lord,onlooking everywhere, what can youcover and conceal?
movement of wind,leaf, flower, all six colourson tree, bush and creeper:all thisis the day’s worship.Night and dayin your worshipI forget myselfO lord white as jasmine.
