Religion
The Grinding Song
Translated by F. Kingsbury and G. P. Phillips (1921) · From Hymns of the Tamil Saivite Saints (1921)
Grind we the powder gold, that He may bathe;
For He is Scripture, He is sacrifice;
He's being's truth, and being's falsehood too;
Light is He, yea, and He is darkness deep;
He is deep sorrow, and true bliss is He;
He is the half, and He again the whole;
Bondage is He, but He is true release;
He is the alpha, He the omega.
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MLA
Vasahar, Manikka. “The Grinding Song.” Translated by F. Kingsbury and G. P. Phillips. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/manikkavacakar/3/.
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Vasahar, Manikka. “The Grinding Song.” Translated by F. Kingsbury and G. P. Phillips. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/manikkavacakar/3/.
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