one day, three autums

Maybe while searching

He shall reach till me

I, his one thing

Have deliberately hidden...

Maybe he smells the

Fragrance of love

I, upon the flowers

Only he knows the bitterness of love

Who has deeply felt its pangs.

When you are in trouble

No one comes near you:

When fortune smiles.

All come to share the joy.

Love shows no external wound.

But the pain pervades every pore

Devotee Mira offers her body

As a sacrifice to Giridhara for ever.

by Akka Mahadevi

After my body became

Thyself, whom could I serve?

After my mind became

Thyself, whom could I invoke?

After my consciousness was lost in Thee,

Whom could I know?

Being Thyself in Thee,

O Cenna Mallikarjuna Lord,

The Moon on a Spring Night

For a lonesome hermit like me,

With an innate love of Spring views

How to cope with this night of blossom with the moon at its brightest!

This evening I found myself speechless and sleepless

And wound up the stairway in step with the fragrant vines.

translation of "Spring Night"

Thakk gayiaan paaniyan nu pun pun ke

Galla iss dil diyaan sun sunke

Thakk gayiaan paaniya nu pun pun ke

Galla iss dil diyaan sun sunke

Dadda saanu kitta hai tu tang sajna

Badle lavaangi tainu chun chunke

I’m tired of utterly wasting my time (by sieving water)

By listening to everything my heart has to say, love

I’m done with sitting here and wasting away

Listening to the things my heart is telling me

You idiot, do you realise how much you’ve troubled me?

(“Love has made Ghalib useless, Otherwise, I too was a man of worth.”)

Oh Sreekara, Sridhara.

Koti Koti Dandalayya Konetirayada

Millions of salutations to you, oh King of the temple lake.

Korukunna Vaari Kongu Bangaru Devuda

You are a guaranteed treasure to those who pray with faith.

Padmanabha Hrishikesa Padmanabha Hrishikesa

The one with a lotus navel, the master of the senses.

Pannaga Sayana