Hymns of Thayumanavar
Oh, mind, that maya createth in diverse forms
As jewels out of same gold!
Thine woes have ended
When meditating on the Self within the Self.
Thou have ripened and blossomed into samadhi bliss.
Sure will I be redeemed by my own self.
Who is there so good to me now as thee?
Unto God's Grace thou art, verily.
Dear unto my life thou art, (oh, mind).