with blessings
from the eight quarters,
he broke through
the egg-shell of heaven,
making the waters bubble;
giant head and giant feet
growing away from each other,
time itself rose to view:
how the lord
paced and measured
all three worlds!^4
Similarly, Namma ̄l
̄
va ̄r voiced the poet’s sense of oneness with his god:
Promising me heaven,
making a pact with me,
today he entered this nest,
this thing of flesh,
himself cleared away
all obstacles
to himself,
all contrary acts...^5
The poet expressed his pleasure at being god’s spokesperson:
My lord
who swept me away forever
into joy that day,
made me over into himself
and sang in Tamil
his own songs through me:
what shall I say
to the first of things,
flame
standing there,
what shall I say
to stop?^6
The Post-classical Period 91