O’ Lord, my Self Thou art, My mind I liken to Thy divine consort, my vital airs to Thy followers, and my body to Thy temple, My enjoyments I regard as oblations consecrated to Thee. My sleep is a form of absorption in Thee. My wanderings are like circumambulations while my words are prayers directed to Thee, O Lord beneficient, whatsoever I do, may it all be as worship offered unto Thee.
— Shivamanasapuja
