Apirami Ammaip Patikam 1.8

1.8

Going to the virtuous in whom wisdom flourishes and who know your inherent form, / sitting among them with joy, undertaking service, / receiving the instruction they utter, / casting aside baseness, driving away the pride of 'I' and 'mine' so none remains, / sealing shut the gates of the senses, / and lighting a lamp to dispel the darkness of the heart— / O Swan with eyes stretching to the edge of the sky! Placing you / upon the lotus flower of my heart, free from all other worry, / entering supreme absorption, when shall I sink / into an imperishable ocean of bliss? / O life of Ādi Kaṭavūr! / Śukapāṇi, who never leaves one half of Amutīcar! / Gracious Vāmī! Apirāmi!