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Tiruvembavai - 7
« on: December 19, 2008, 10:18:51 AM »
The Verse 7 of Tiruvembavai, reads like this:

O mother like girl!  He is not comprehensible even to gods.  He is
the Lord of great glory.  In this early morning, as soon as the sounds
of drums and pipes are heard, you used to say Siva, Siva.  The moment
we say, the great Lord of the South, you used to melt like wax on fire.
What happened to you?  We are singing, 'Our Lord, our Master, our
Nectar!', why are you still indifferent and still asleep?  What is the
nature of your sleep, like a sinful ignorant woman, you still remain
in your bed.  Is this the glory of your sleep?  Let us sing.

Arunachala Siva.