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To that human tower of humanity,
My dear friend, consecrated.
Eagerly I have begun
to read the volume.
Each and every line is honey
with its natural perfume,
spilled by decorative Thamizh.

What a splendour,
I see in this book,
countless similies, numerous mataphors,
hymes and rythems!
How many siddhantha
(from Inner soul of Infinity)?

How many vedhantha
(from existence to eternity) in this book?

Any of the pages on
which my fingers touch,
there the ensigns of
waves of philosophy. dazzles.

Line by line, like horse,
explicit Thamizh, leaping
and splashing in the broadway
f my heart and comes
procession by dancing.

"As we percieve, who is by
and of all but within us,
so we glorify him
by the name of "God"
in our Human language.