Hymns of Thayumanavar
No thought I think
That is not thought of Thee.
And when I think,
Doth the karma that is so primal
Arise without Thee?
Oh! Thou, the Flame of the gemset radiant lamp
That danceth on the floor
Of the lotus of the heart
Of those who have realized their Self
And neared Thee
And danceth in the golden arena, too!