my Lord 1Mabadev! forgive this sinner of type despicable, Accursed
and abandoned, depised and doomed for evils incalculable Roamed
about restless like a wastrel ever since the dawn of 2gnana Neither
useful to community, nor self due to conceited 3agnana
Freak as I was, grew no doubt in age, but not in mind and soul
Assailed by repercussions of acts wicked and thoughts most foul
Realised at long last, on burning out the entire wick of life That
refuge in Thee alone puts an end to all worldly strife
off to get for 4naivedya - 5phala, 6patra 7pushpa 8thoyam fine With
strong resolve to placing on the altar those of quality divine
Wandered and wandered over hill and dale, plain and forest interior
But found none untainted, or untouched either exterior or
1. One of the
Trio, the Lord of destruction...
3. Ignorance ..
4. Consecration of food to gods...