Wild with adoration of her lord she cast off her veils.
Cloth, shame, pain, earth, all forms forsaken
but this body, this space,
this knowledge of a self diffracted,
wild with that adoration she cast off
and kept nothing back to give — flowers to stone, Mallikarjuna–,
wild with adoration she cast off her veils, and you hid behind their fall.
“and seeing, I quell today
the famine in my eyes”
Mahadeviyakka, 12th Century. Trans. A.K. Ramanujan from medieval Kannada to modern English in his _Speaking of Siva_ (1973). #68, p 120.