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Hymns of Thayumanavar
Pervasive Cosmic Form (25/33)
Secret of the Intelligence of the Infinite Space
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To the horror of Thine devotees
That have attained jnana and have tasted bliss,
Becoming one with Thee,
Some espoused faiths that taught cruel ways.
Them I made think clear
And turned them back.
I sought forest, sea and mountain
In search of fruits, weeds and withered leaves
That I may eat to keep life going.
Straight seeking the mystic moon's beams as goal,
I lie agitated,
Like the tower crest of a temple
Fallen at the portal front.
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