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Primal First is He, older than the Co-eval Three
But the Lord is He peerless, unequalled;
Call Him “Father,” and Father He to thee,
Inside you He flames in the Lotus of golden hue.
Without Him, there be Celestials none,
Without Him, penance is not,
Without Him,naught the Three accomplish,
Without Him, I know not the City’s Gate.
Search where ye will, there’s no God like Siva,
None here below to equal Him in glory;
Lotus like, He, of gleaming matted locks,
Golden in splendour, beyond the worlds, apart.
The Truth of Spaces Vast, Seek of the Universe
Our Haven of Refuge, He bade me seek and find,
Him I praised by night and day,
And praising thus, gloom – dispelled,
I held firm in this world of strifes.
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