Of the countless species of creation
The human birth is the most precious of all.
If I miss this birth, as what other species
Will I be born?
And what other things will befall me -
I know not.
So, when I am here below,
It is best that you make me swoon in joy,
Pouring the rains of rapture
From on the heavens high.
Until then alone, do I pray,
That this body habitat be preserved intact
And with the blessing It is best that you make me swoon in joy,
Pouring the rains of rapture
From on the heavens high.
Until then alone, do I pray,
That this body habitat be preserved intact
And with the blessing of Gauri Kundalini, the Creatress,
May the ambrosia from the mystic moon continuous pour;
This, what I your slave crave for.
Oh! Thou, the Siddha Elite of Divine Light
That hath reached the Vedanta-Siddhanta accord high!