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Hymns of Thayumanavar
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Thou of Form that is the only One,
Out of Thine Grace
Chose to create the million, million forms.
From that day until this day it goes on.
And this slave will have been with you at the creation
A million, million times.
Many the good that flow from being born.
What is to be known can be known.
I seek to know the pasa that desire gives,
And then to know Thee and I in entirety,
And so immerse myself in the pervasive Waters of Bliss.
If this is not to be
And both body and I slip away,
Is there a way that I may be redeemed?
Oh! Thou the Brahman that is unknowable!
The One that is Purity Perfection!
The Spaces Vast where dawns
The Knowledge that is Bliss!
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