Tantra is all about weaving. A Tantrika is a weaver. She weaves spiritual energy into material life, making a beautiful tapestry of form and formless braided together in patterns, repetitions, and motifs. ******

Tantra is all about weaving. A Tantrika is a weaver. She weaves spiritual energy into material life, making a beautiful tapestry of form and formless braided together in patterns, repetitions, and motifs. ******

Tantra is all about weaving. A Tantrika is a weaver. She weaves spiritual energy into material life, making a beautiful tapestry of form and formless braided together in patterns, repetitions, and motifs. ****** Mystical Poetry of the Indias Nearby and Beyond Poet: Neelam Sundaram or Neelu or Vallisundaram or Devayani, 21st Century Language: English, Tamil, Sanskrit I need your Mind. I need your hair. Your Body, my Murti Your form, your Formless You my electrical wires, Anubhav Anubhava Anubhavam Anubhavam You my security of all things, Sundar Sundara Sundaram Sundaram This is my Virah for Viran, they took him away, Divine Masculine divine masculine This is my Virah for Mother, they took me away, return me to her return me to her This is my Virah, feminine for Masculine they took him away, return me to him return me to him This is my Virah of divine for Human human for Divine return me to Her, return me to Him Sakthi for Sivan Sivan for Sakthi Valli for Murugan Murugan for Valli Neelam for Sundaram Sundaram for Neelam America for India India for America Sundaram for Anubhavam Anubhavam for Sundaram These are our epic Love Stories Our Grand Love Affairs I am wonderstruck! Hairan Hairan I am wonderstruck! Hairan Hairan Sundaram Sundaram Sundaram Sundaram Veylanswami Veylanswami Subramanyam Subramanyam Anubhavam Anubhavam Anubhavam Anubhavam Sundaram Sundaram Sundaram Sundaram Veylanswami Veylanswami Subramanyam Subramanyam Anubhavam Anubhavam Anubhavam Anubhavam Sundaram Sundaram Sundaram Sundaram Veylanswami Veylanswami Subramanyam Subramanyam Anubhavam Anubhavam Anubhavam Anubhavam Sundaram Sundaram Sundaram Sundaram Veylanswami Veylanswami Subramanyam Subramanyam Anubhavam Anubhavam Anubhavam Anubhavam Sundaram Sundaram Sundaram Sundaram Veylanswami Veylanswami Subramanyam Subramanyam Anubhavam Anubhavam Anubhavam Anubhavam Sundaram Sundaram Sundaram Sundaram Veylanswami Veylanswami Subramanyam Subramanyam Anubhavam Anubhavam Anubhavam Anubhavam

Tantra is all about weaving. A Tantrika is a weaver. She weaves spiritual energy into material life, making a beautiful tapestry of form and formless braided together in patterns, repetitions, and motifs. ****** Mystical Tantrik Poetry of Indias Nearby and Beyond Poet: Jigar Muradabadi, Sacchal Sarmast, Sufi from Pakistan Language: Urdu, Braj, Siraiki Maula, Maula, Ji Maula, Ji Maula, Master, Master, O master, O master, Humein Bhi Jalwa-Gaah-e- Naaz Tak, Lekar Chalo Moosa Moses, take us along, too, to the place where Beauty manifests itself, Tumhein Ghash Aa Gaya To Husn-e Jaanaan Kaun Dekhega, Who will witness the Beloved’s beauty if the sight makes you faint, Unse Milne Ko Toh Kya Kahiye, Why speak of meeting him someday, Un Se Milne Ko To Kya Kahiye Jigar, Why speak of meeting him someday, Jigar, Khud Se Milne Ko Zamana Chahiye, It takes an epoch to meet just one’s own self, Is Husn Pe Main, This beauty… Is Husn Pe Main Hairan Huwa, This beauty left me wonder-struck, Hairaan huwa, Hairaan huwa, Hairaan Huwa, Hairaan Huwa, …left me wonderstruck, is husn Pe main This beauty… is husn Pe main hairaan huwa This beauty left me wonderstruck, hairaan huwa, hairaan huwa, …left me wonderstruck, Tum Sar-e -hashr Miloge Yeh Suna Hai Jab Se, Ever since hearing that it would be possible to meet you on the day of resurrection, Tere Diwane Ne Ik Hashr Utha Rakkha Hai, Your crazy lovers have raised a tumult worthy of Judgement Day, Yeh Ghamzah O’ Naaz Ki Fauj-Kashi The warlike onslaught of your playful glances, Yeh Dilbar Teri Khaas Adaa, Yeh Dilbar Teri Khaas Adaa, Beloved, your distinctive coquetry, Kya Khoob Tiri Is Ulfat Mein, Kya Khoob Tiri Is Ulfat Mein, How wonderfully my devotion to you, Miskeen Se Main Sultan Huwa, Has turned me from a beggar to a king, Hairaan Huwa, Hairaan Huwa …left me wonderstruck, Lakri Jal Koyela Hoye, Wood burned and became coal, Koyela Jalke Raakkh, Coal burned and became ash, Main Paapan Aisi Jali When a sinful, wretched being like me burned, Na Koyela Hoye Na Raakh, I became neither coal nor ash, Mansoor Ho Ya Sarmad Ho Sanam, Be it Mansur Hallaj or Sarmad, O Beloved, Ya Shams Ul-Haq Tabrezi Ho, Ya Shams Ul-Haq Tabrezi Ho, Or be it Sham Tabrezi, Is Teri Gali Men Aye Dilbar, Is Teri Gali Men Ay Dilbar When they came to your lane, O Irresistible One, Har Ek Ka Sar Qurbaan Huwa Each one sacrificed his life in Your Love, Hairan Hua, Hairan Hua, …left me wonderstruck, Hairaan! wonderstruck! Jahain Dil Peeta Ishq Da Jaam, The heart which drinks from the Cup of Love, Sa Dil Mast O Mast Mudaam, Sa Dil Mast O Mast Mudaam That heart always remains joyful and ecstatic, Allah haq maujood, sada maujood God, God is present everywhere, God is present all the time, Jahain Dil, O Maula The heart which, O master, Jahain Dil, O Saaeen The heart which, O beloved master, Jahain Dil Peeta ‘Ishq Da Jaam The heart which drinks from the Cup of Love, Sa Dil Mast O Mast Mudaam That heart always remains joyful and ecstatic, Haq Maujood, Sadaa Maujood God is present everywhere, God is present all the time, Maula, haq Maujood, Sada Maujood, Master, God is present everywhere, God is present all the time, Sooli Te Mansoor Chadhayi, Mansur Hallaj was hung on the gallows, An-Al-Haq Kalaam, ‘I am Truth’ were his words, Maula, An-Al-Haq Kalaam, Master,’I am Truth’ were his words, Jahain Dil, O Maula, Jahain Dil The heart which.. O master, The heart which.. O Saaeen, Jahain Dil, O Maula O beloved master, The heart which… O master, Jahain Dil Peeta ‘Ishq Da Jaam The heart which drinks from the Cup of Love, Sa Dil Mast O Mast Mudaam, Sa Dil Mast O Mast Mudaam That heart always remains joyful and ecstatic, Jahain Dil, O Maula, Jahain Dil, O Maula, The heart which.. O master, The heart which.. O master, Jahain Dil, O Maula The heart which.. O master, Jahain Dil Peeta ‘Ishq Da Jaam The heart which drinks from the Cup of Love, Sa Dil Mast O Mast Mudaam, That heart always remains joyful and ecstatic, Haq Maujood, Sadaa Maujood God is present everywhere, God is present all the time, Maula Haq Maujood, Sada Maujood Master, God is present everywhere, God is present all the time, ‘Ali Haq Maujood, Sadaa Maujood Ali, God is present everywhere, God is present all the time, Haq Haq, O Haq Haq, Haq Haq, Ji Maula, Truth! Truth, O master.

Tantra is all about weaving. A Tantrika is a weaver. She weaves spiritual energy into material life, making a beautiful tapestry of form and formless braided together in patterns, repetitions, and motifs. I share here a couplet from Thiruvilluvar, a Tamil saint and philosopher. Not much is known about his life. Some claim that he was a Paraiyar weaver. Some say he was an outcast, born to a Pariah mother (lower caste woman in Tamil Nadu) and a Brahmin father. Thiruvilluvar is best known as the author of the Tirukkuṟaḷ, a collection of inspiring couplets on love, ethics, politics and economics. Perhaps he is my Father Beyond. A weaver, a poet, a saint, an outcast, a man without a known birthplace, no family background, no home. Claimed by Hindus, Jains, Christians he belongs no where and to no one. Yet, he belongs. He belongs everywhere and to everyone. Thiruvilluvar, my Father Beyond. I am the Daughter of the Jewel Eternal Truths, Thiruvilluvar. Sundara Sundaram I am the Beloved of the Beautiful Masculine, Sundareshwarar. Gopura Gopuram I am the Mother of One Billion and One Valiant Sacred Sons, Veylanswami Veylanswami Subramanya Subramanyam I have a sound Boat and a Boatman strong Anubhav Anubhava Anubhavam Anubhavam ****** Mystical Tantrik Poetry of Tamil Nadu Poet: Thiruvilluvar Source 1: https://www.thirukkural.net/ Source 2: https://kural.gokuldeepak.com/ Original Tamil Couplet of Thiruvilluvar 1106 தம்மில் இருந்து தமதுபாத்து உண்டற்றால் அம்மா அரிவை முயக்கு. (௲௱௭ - 1107) English Alliteration Thammil Irundhu Thamadhupaaththu Untatraal Ammaa Arivai Muyakku (Transliteration) tam'mil iruntu tamatupāttu uṇṭaṟṟāl am'mā arivai muyakku. (Transliteration) English Translation As pleasurable as the food we eat, after we have shared it with others, is the embrace of this beautiful woman with golden mango-colored skin.

Tantra is all about weaving. A Tantrika is a weaver. She weaves spiritual energy into material life, making a beautiful tapestry of form and formless braided together in patterns, repetitions, and motifs. I share here a couplet from Thiruvilluvar, a Tamil saint and philosopher. Not much is known about his life. Some claim that he was a Paraiyar weaver. Some say he was an outcast, born to a Pariah mother (lower caste woman in Tamil Nadu) and a Brahmin father. Thiruvilluvar is best known as the author of the Tirukkuṟaḷ, a collection of inspiring couplets on love, ethics, politics and economics. Perhaps he is my Father Beyond. A weaver, a poet, a saint, an outcast, a man without a known birthplace, no family background, no home. Claimed by Hindus, Jains, Christians he belongs no where and to no one. Yet, he belongs. He belongs everywhere and to everyone. Thiruvilluvar, my Father Beyond. I am the Daughter of the Jewel Eternal Truths, Thiruvilluvar. Sundara Sundaram I am the Beloved of the Beautiful Masculine, Sundareshwarar. Gopura Gopuram I am the Mother of One Billion and One Valiant Sacred Sons, Veylanswami Veylanswami Subramanya Subramanyam I have a sound Boat and a Boatman strong Anubhav Anubhava Anubhavam Anubhavam ****** Mystical Tantrik Poetry of Tamil Nadu Poet: Thiruvilluvar Source 1: https://www.thirukkural.net/ Source 2: https://kural.gokuldeepak.com/ Original Tamil Couplet of Thiruvilluvar 1106 உறுதோறு உயிர்தளிர்ப்பத் தீண்டலால் பேதைக்கு அமிழ்தின் இயன்றன தோள். (௲௱௬ - 1106) English Alliteration Urudhoru Uyirdhalirppath Theentalaal Pedhaikku Amizhdhin Iyandrana Thol uṟutōṟu uyirtaḷirppat tīṇṭalāl pētaikku amiḻtiṉ iyaṉṟaṉa tōḷ. English Translation Her shoulders must be ambrosia A touch from her and my withered life revives and buds again

Tantra is all about weaving. A Tantrika is a weaver. She weaves spiritual energy into material life, making a beautiful tapestry of form and formless braided together in patterns, repetitions, and motifs. I share here a poem from the Kuṟuntokai (Tamil: குறுந்தொகை, the short-collection) a classical Tamil work of akam (love) poetry. Kuṟuntokai is the second of the Eight Anthologies (Ettuthokai) in the Sangam literature. Kurunthokai 115 Poet: Kapilar Translated by Palaniappan Vairam Sarathy at karkanirka.org Original in Tamil குறிஞ்சி பெரு நன்று ஆற்றின், பேணாரும் உளரே? ஒரு நன்று உடையள் ஆயினும், புரி மாண்டு, புலவி தீர அளிமதி-இலை கவர்பு, ஆடு அமை ஒழுகிய தண் நறுஞ் சாரல், மென்நடை மரையா துஞ்சும் நன் மலை நாட!-நின் அலது இலளே. உடன்போக்கு ஒருப்படுத்து மீளும் தோழி தலைமகற்குக் கூறியது. – கபிலர் English Transliteration kuRijci peru n’anRu ARRin, pENArum uLarE? oru n’anRu uTaiyaL Ayinum, puri mANTu, pulavi tIra aLimati-ilai kavarpu, ATu amai ozukiya taN n’aRuj cAral, menn’aTai maraiyA tujcum n’an malai n’ATa!-n’in alatu ilaLE. uTanpOkku oruppaTuttu mILum tOzi talaimakaRkuk kURiyatu. - kapilar English Translation When a person does a great good, who wouldn’t praise it? Though she has little goodness , let your desire for her be your greatness, put an end to your love quarrel and protect her reputation. You are a resident of the mountains, where wild cows with slow steps eat leaves from other trees and sleep in the slopes of the mountain under the cool excellent shade spread out by the swaying mature bamboos. She doesn’t have anyone other than you! What her friend said to the Hero after urging him to elope with her in time.

Tantra is all about weaving. A Tantrika is a weaver. She weaves spiritual energy into material life, making a beautiful tapestry of form and formless braided together in patterns, repetitions, and motifs. I share here a couplet from Thiruvilluvar, a Tamil saint and philosopher. Not much is known about his life. Some claim that he was a Paraiyar weaver. Some say he was an outcast, born to a Pariah mother (lower caste woman in Tamil Nadu) and a Brahmin father. Thiruvilluvar is best known as the author of the Tirukkuṟaḷ, a collection of inspiring couplets on love, ethics, politics and economics. Perhaps he is my Father Beyond. A weaver, a poet, a saint, an outcast, a man without a known birthplace, no family background, no home. Claimed by Hindus, Jains, Christians he belongs no where and to no one. Yet, he belongs. He belongs everywhere and to everyone. Thiruvilluvar, my Father Beyond. I am the Daughter of the Jewel Eternal Truths, Thiruvilluvar. Sundara Sundaram I am the Beloved of the Beautiful Masculine, Sundareshwarar. Gopura Gopuram I am the Mother of One Billion and One Valiant Sacred Sons, Veylanswami Veylanswami Subramanya Subramanyam I have a sound Boat and a Boatman strong Anubhav Anubhava Anubhavam ****** Original Tamil Couplet of Thiruvilluvar அன்பில்லாதவர் எல்லாமே தமக்கு உரிமை என்று நினைப்பர்; அன்பு உடையவரோ தம் எலும்பையும் பிறருக்கு உரியதாக்கி மகிழ்வர் (௭௰௨) English Alliteration aṉpilār ellām tamakkuriyar aṉpuṭaiyār eṉpum uriyar piṟarkku English Translation The unloving belong only to themselves, But the loving belong to others to their very bone Hindi Translation प्रेम-शून्य जन स्वार्थरत, साधें सब निज काम । प्रेमी अन्यों के लिये, त्यागें हड्डी-चाम ॥ (७२)