A Nice Poem by Saint Arunagiri Nathar

Kinkini thith thimi, thith thith

The anklets on the dancing feet jingled,

A sound that to other sounds Closed my hearing.

The Kadamba garland that He wore Suffused me with its cloying fragrance,

And my breath was held.

His moon-like countenance and tender smile Caused such cheer and ecstasy

That my mind was lost.

For a moment He looked at me,

A cool liquid light poured out From His long lotus eyes.

It filled my heart tasting like nectar

And I was lost to Him forever.