In my heart of hearts, I know You are the only beloved.
In the journey taken to come to You,
On the way mesmerizing world made friends with me.

Initially She delighted me,
By wonderful sights and awful experiences.
But soon I realized She trapped into a muddle of thoughts.

Thoughts become multifold with each event;
I know not how to cut infinite loops from innumerable bonds.

Amma, with sheer helplessness, I cry.
Come; let me free before I am totally lost on the way.
Take me with You and never let me here.

Raman Savithiri

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