Verses 21-25
21.
though I beg and beg
You cheat me and yield not,
Assure me: Fear not!
Arunachala!
22.
Do not mar your taintless fame
Of giving unasked,
Be gracious to me,
Arunachala!
23.
O fruit in my hand!
Let me drink your real essence
And be drunk with bliss,
Arunachala!
24.
How can I survive after
Embracing you who with flag
Raised kill your devotees
Arunachala!
25.
You of nature angerless!
What have I done to be
The target of your wrath.
Arunachala!
By: Ramana Maharshi
Translated by: Br Sarvatma Chaitanya and Om Sadhu
Taken from: Poetry for the Spirit. Ed: Alan Jacobs
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Poems of Ramana Maharshi