Akshara Mana Malai- years. “Desirelessness is wisdom” teaches Sri Ramana Maharshi in the seminal work “Who am I”. Followers of Ramana Maharshi. This is “Aksharamanamalai ( Verses on Lord Shiva – With Lyrics and Meaning )” by Chnakyan on Vimeo, the home for high quality videos. The title of this lyric poem, Arunachala. Aksharamanamalai, means ‘the bridal garland of letters for. Arunachala.’ Mana Malai is the wedding-garland which.
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What value has this birth without knowledge born of realization? Thou didst sally forth and the siege of illusion was ended. Now measure out for me my maintenance is now Thy burden.
Show me the warfare of Thy grace in the open field where there is no coming and going, Oh Arunachala! Oh, Thou art death to me, Arunachala! Sweet fruit within my hands, let me be mad with ecstasy, drunk with the bliss of Thy essence, Oh Arunachala!
Grant me the essence of the Vedas, which shine in the Vedantasone without a second, Oh Arunachala! Unless Thou do so who can intercede with Grace itself made manifest, Oh Arunachala? Hard is Thy lot, Oh Arunachala! In aksharamanamaali unloving self Thou didst create a passion for Thee, therefore forsake me not, Oh Arunachala! This is only Thy jugglery, Oh Arunachala!
Be not m like a mirror held up to a noseless man, but raise me from my lowness and embrace me, Oh Arunachala! When I melted away and entered Thee, my refuge, I found Thee standing naked like the famous Digambara! As a lode-stone attracts iron, magnetizing it and holding it fast, so do Thou to me, Oh Arunachala! What hope is left for me, Oh Arunachala?
Say to me ‘Fear not! Familiar to Thine ears are The sweet songs of votaries who melt to the very bones with love for Thee, yet let my poor strains also be acceptable, Oh Arunachala! Who but Thyself can find out Thee, Oh Arunachala?
What does this mean, Oh Arunachala? Unite with me to destroy our seperate identities as Thou and me, and bless me with the state of ever vibrant joy, Oh Arunachala! Treasure of benign and holy Grace found without seeking, steady my wandering mind, Oh Arunachala!
Grant me Thy grace ere the poison of delusion grips me and, rising to my head, kills me, Oh Arunachala! Beyond speech indeed is Thy prowess resting in the self. Thou hast possessed me, unexorcizable spirit! I had but thought of Thee as Aruna, and lo!
Thou didst benumb my faculties with stupefying power, then rob me of my understanding and reveal the knowledge of Aksharamaanmalai Self, Oh Arunachala! Motherlike, shouldst thou not complete Thy task, Oh Arunachala? Thou art the primal being, whereas I count not in this nor in the other world. What didst thou gain then by my worthless self, Oh Arunachala?
One art Thou without a second; who then could dare elude Thee and come in? Aksharamanamakai me partaker of Thy grace! Beyond speech indeed is this my State, Oh Arunachala! Significance of OM unrivalled – unsurpassed! Disclose thy beauty then and hold her bound, Oh Arunachala!
Then didst thou shine motionless aloneOh Arunachala!