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1. \u0b9a\u0bbf\u0bb5\u0bb5\u0bbe\u0b95\u0bcd\u0b95\u0bbf\u0baf\u0bb0\u0bcd \u0baa\u0bbe\u0b9f\u0bb2\u0bcd\nSearching the Almighty, running\nHither and thither; not realising\nHe is with us in our every pulse,\nCrores have died in tiredness!\n\n2. Neither inside; nor outside\nnor lean on anything:\nBelongs to none; Neither\nHere nor there; Neither big\nnor small; that which\ncan't be fathomed; And\nYet stand on it's merit\nonly those upright, can see!\n\n3. I wonder our match, oh: God \nThis match, none on earth, could get, \nMy body, mind and soul belongs to you; \nWhen I think of days, you occupied me \nI cry.. and the tears wet my body. \n\n4. Oh; God; Have none to hug me:\nBut for you I have none to receive kindness,\nEven to saints of heaven, you are the God.\nOther than you, my 'Lust' is on no objects.\n\n5. I get goosebumps when I think of your blessing;\nLike appetite gone after eating a meal..\nAnd my love on you increases;\nDisproving words of Thirunavukkarasar only\nLove can bring Godliness;\nYou showered me your love for me\nNot even showing a speck of it on you.\n\u0ba4\u0bca\u0baf\u0bc1\u0bae\u0bca\u0ba9\u0bc6\u0bb0\u0bcd \u0bc6\u0bca\u0b9f\u0bb2\u0bcd\n\n6. If I but control my way the mind -\nThat massive elephant in mast\nWhich roams about in the chains of\nThe radiant prana breath that incessant circles\nLong will I, this poor man, live here below,\nTo the praise of the wise, to wit:\n''This man's yoga is verily the Raja Yoga,\nThat is dear to worlds three.''\nIs any proof required for this?\nOh! Thou, Golden Swan\nThat is ready to bless Thy devotees\nWith the ecstatic fortune of worship\nBy titled heads in authority.\nWith the gift of epic poetry,\nWith the power of memory to chant the Four Vedas\nAnd with the occult power to perform\nThe Eight miraculous Siddhis,\nO, Thou who resides in Kavai *\nPraised by millions in universes vast\nThou, Akilanda Nayaki!\nOh, my Mother!\n\n7. Limitless indeed are the bounds of desire.\nWell may they be rulers of all land.\nYet will they aspire to be master of all seas;\nWell may they possess hoardes of gold\nTo rival heavenly midas, King Algesan,\nYet will they wander about seeking the alchemic secret\nOf turning base metal into gold.\nWell they may have lived a life full of years,\nYet will they pine in search of Kaya-Kalpa, the Elixir of Life;\nWhen you come to think of all these things in depth\nThey but end in eating full and sleeping well.\nEnough is enough!\nGrant me that Mindless Pure State\nWhich prevents me from the restless pursuit\nOf ''I'' and ''Mine''\nDriving me in confusion from pillar to post.\nOh! Thou who filleth all visible space\nIn unbroken continuity!\nThou, the Bliss that is Perfect Full!\n\n8. Well may ye tame the elephant in mast\nAnd bind the mouth of the bear and ferocious tiger.\nWell may ye ride on the back of the lion\nAnd take the cobra in your hand and make it dance.\nWell may ye, placing mercury on blazing fire,\nAlchemize the five base metals into gold\nAnd sell them for a living.\nAnd roam about in the world invisible to others.\nWell may ye command celestial beings in your service\nAnd live young eternally.\nWell may ye transmigrate to another body,\nWalk on water, sit on fire,\nAnd attain siddhis incomparable;\nBut rarer by far is it to control\nThe mind and sit impassive.\nOh! Thou the Reality that eludes seeking!\nThe God of Knowledge that dwells in my thoughts!\nThou the Bliss Refulgent!\n\n9. To illiterate and literate, God grands happiness; To the Blind and the seen, you are their wisdom; To the mighty and the weak; you grant boons; To the respectful and disrespectful; you grant knowledge; To the good and the bad; you stand neutral To the human and Devas; you grant Wellness; To all you are omnipotent; My King; accept my song and bless me.