இப்பக்கம் மெய்ப்பு பார்க்கப்படவில்லை
“Oh King dragon Go and hum my message of love to the rosy Feet of Him Which are not known by the flower-seated King, Indira, Brahma the beauty-endowed Dame Who sits on learned tongues, Naraayanan, the four vedaas, the luminant sun and the heavenly ones!” (10:1) “Who am I? What worth is my mind? What matters my wisdom? Who would know me who was confused had not the Lord of the heavenly ones made me His own? Oh King dragon! Go and hum to the honey-filled lotus Feet of Him of the sacred Hall at Thillai. Who takes His food from the broken skull in which flesh clings!” (10:2) 403
