''Will Thine Grace ever come to me?''
Thus thinking, my heart yearns for Thee.
Oh! Lord!
There is no knowing for certain
That these who live today
Will be alive tomorrow.
Tragic indeed that this body
That comes forward saying ''I''
Should be yielded to the God of Death!
Is it good that all that
I learned and heared
Wandering far and near
Should go to waste?
I longed to sit in the solitude of silentness,
Closing my eyes,
And satisfying gnawing hunger when it visits
By nibbling at fruits, ripe or unripe,
Fallen leaves or edible roots.
Oh! Swami! Do Thou not know this longing of mine?
Oh! Thou Sivam
That is Truth-Knowledge-Bliss!
The Cosmic Principle
That is Total-Fullness-Perfect!