The boat that tore through the deep sea
Is in great distress. Starts to sink.
The ocean leaps in fury
Roaring, frightening, suffocating.
Is there help for this weary body
To get past this looming catastrophe?
Piles of riches gathered in this life of bondage
Disintegrate and disappear without a trace
Within this bubble-like existence.
I worship your feet to complete my time here.
Come to cleanse my karma
Salvage me Lord, today!
I saw it in your kungumam Sivasakti
In a rose at the end of a single long stem
Crowning a rainbow, atop the colour orange
I saw it in your kungumam Sivasakti
In a rose at the end of a single long stem
Crowning a rainbow, atop the colour orange
Where’s Heaven? Where’s Hell?
Where’s the one who points to destiny?
Everyone swears by his own belief.
Where’s Heaven? Where’s Hell?
Where’s the one who points to destiny?
Everyone swears by his own belief.
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As I shun mortal possessions and my ego, release me from this cycle of birth and death just as the fruit leaves the bondage of its branch and falls to the Earth (says Mirithyungja mantra)