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5:3 Suttaruththal Oh unique Flame coloured like a very forest of red lotuses! You making my thought Your thought, making my eyes rest upon Your flowery feet, making me bow before the same blossom and making my speech for precious words about You, coming to the delight of my five senses and making me Your own, offered Yourself to me ! Oh great sea of Ambrosia! You offered Yourself to me a forlorn creature bereft of both! (knowledge and experience). (5:26) While I. Who was tossed about by the huge cruel waves of the sea of birth without any hold, dashed about by the wind called maiden with red lips resembling the fruits of Kovai (Cephalandra indica) and caught in the jaws of the great shark of lust, was thinking and thinking of how to escape from all these but grasping the raft called the sacred Five Letters. You. Oh Primal One showed this accursed wretch the beginningless and endless luxuriant shore and made me Your own. (5:27) He is One Who is not known by anybody by hear-say knowledge; He has no decay; no kin has He; He hears everything without asking. Even while the people of the country were wide awake, He providing this cur of all persons in the world with a royal seat, showing me everything never before shown and causing me to hear what has never before been heard, guarded me from being born again and made me His own; such is the wondrous deed that our Lord has wrought for me. (5:28) 213