Like a silkworm weaving

by Akka Mahadevi

English version by A. K. Ramanujan
Original Language Kannada

Like a silkworm weaving
her house with love
from her marrow,
               and dying
in her body's threads
winding tight, round
and round,
               I burn
desiring what the heart desires.

Cut through, O lord,
my heart's greed,
and show me
your way out,

O lord white as jasmine.

-- from Speaking of Siva, by A K Ramanujan

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