“When I didn’t know myself,
where were you?
Like the colour in the gold,
you were in me.
I saw in you, lord white as jasmine,
the paradox of your being in me
without showing a limb.
After my body became Yourself,
whom could I serve?
After my mind became Yourself,
whom could I invoke?
After my consciousness was lost in You,
Whom could I know?
Being Yourself in You,
O Lord white as jasmine,
Through You have I forgotten You!”
Mahadeviyakkha, 12th century India

