Of His nonpareil Acts that took me,
That changed my fickle flesh sans faith,
Into swerveless contemplation
Of Civa`s sublime play exalting His servitors,
May we think and greet the Lord of forms eight,
Our Ambrosia welling melting our hearts,
Our preceptor `neath the Kallaal shade; I His vavasour,
Pray Him to abide for Eternal Eons
Translation: S. A. Sankaranarayanan,(2007)
