8. Thiruvammaanai “Listen " Oh Damsel with beautiful eyes | Let us sing of Him Who, while Maal, Ayan, Indra sought Him in every birth, made me with sweet grace His own in this very birth and . saved me from being born again, of Him Who manifests in all real things and Who has the soul reality, as His abode, of that Being Who is Himself the Supreme to all things, of our Civan Who is the eternal Home for everything! Behold Ammaanaai!” (8:12) “Behold ! Let us play Ammaanai to the tinkle of our bangles on our arms, to the dance of the rings on our ears, to the tossing about of our locks while honey oozes and bees hum from the flowers thereon, and let us sing of the ruddy One Who wears the white ashes, of Him Whose palms have never joined in supplication to anyone, of Him Who fills everywhere, of the Lord of the Vedaas, of the Reality to HIs devotees, Who is not to those who are not, of Him Who dwells in Ayyaaru !” (8:13) “Let us sing of the flowery Feet of Him of the heavenly One Who being pleased to rout out the Karma of me who was wearied of birth and death as elephant, as worm, as men, as devaas and as other creatures, came as honey, milk and sugar-candy, stood in me, melted my flesh and took me to the band of His devotees. Behold! Ammaanaaii’’ (8:14) 377
