Hymns of Thayumanavar
That the haughtiness of the hunter -
That is the senses five - may be subdued,
Standing with the resoluteness of the monkey-hold,
In the mountain forests
And appeasing hunger by eating withered leaves and the like,
And subjecting the body to the rigors of heat and cold -
Such penance have I performed none.
Nor did I hanker after
Chariya, kriya and yoga
That step by step leadeth to the Goal.
Whatever the pursuit that demands falsehood total.
For that to engineer and to possess
The intelligence, tact and technique necessary
I considered important,
Of such dark thoughts am I.
Will you not bless me to join
Thine devotees possessed of Divine Grace?
Oh! Thou the Brahman that is unknowable!
The One that is Purity Perfection!
The Spaces Vast where dawns
The Knowledge that is Bliss!