As Arunagiri Yogishwara,
the Illuminator of all,
I walk sun-clad and free
In the sacred land of Arunachala.
As Meenakshi, who graces with a glance,
I conquer and reign, heal and bless.
As Nithyananda, the Eternally Blissful,
I manifest yet again
to remind what has been forgotten.
And as You,
I remember and rejoice.
My story can never be told –
for there exists no observer
who is apart from Me.
My story can never be understood –
for the very dhi, the intelligence
which illumines Me, is also I.
My abode is mano-vacham-agocharam –
a realm hidden from mind and words.
Yet a million voices chant My name
and sing My glory
in the songs of their own Existence.