Oh Mind-Ruler, why have You kept remote?
At core of my psyche, please do come close.
You are a diamond, and its radiance also;
Though in shapeless attire, set Your light afire.
Through bell and conch shell and lamp of ghee,
Having set out to appease, I found naught in psyche.
Now please come Yourself and by Your own means,
Teach me by which deeds occurs árati.
For how many ages upon You have I thought?
Via countless formal rites have I sought.
Now defeat I am conceding; mercy I implore
That Your bugle may resound inside the heart.
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Monday, June 28, 2021
Diamond in the rough
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Hide Your light no more; kindly grant compassion.
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