13. Thiruppoovalli “Considering even us Who are worse than dogs as worthy beings, our Lord Who is more compassionate than a mother, severing the bond of delusive births, made us His own. Throwing dust in the mouth of my potent Karma let us pluck slowers of lily”. (13:3) “Singing how Thakkan Who had lost his wisdom, Echchan, the Sun-god, the Moon-god and the Fire-god fell out from grace by not praising the Lord of cultured Thillai and how they were maimed by Veerabathirar of the heavenly army of demons, let us pluck the flowers of lily”. (13:4) “Lord Civan Who wears honey-filled Cassia fistula flowers on His braided locks came seeking and seeking my body and entered therein before the world. Let us pluck flowers of lily for the King of the heavenly land Who keeps on dancing as I kept on tottering and tottering about wailing for Him”. (13:5) 455
