A Poem Devoted To Lord Shiva

By Akka Mahadevi

Not seeing you
Either in hill or forest,
From tree to tree
I roamed.
Searching, gasping:
Lord, my Lord, come
Show me your kindness!
Till I met your men
And found you.You hide.
Lest I seek and find.
Give me a clue,
O Lord,
White as jasmine,
To your hiding places.

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