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Charming with pearls round their necks Who are immersed in the enjoyment of senses Disturb me in my concentration They are at the root of being born in the world again. 22
My Master Great ! Uproot the tree of my attachment Which is full of demerit, and blemish Whose roots are objects of sight and sound And water desire Whose embryo is the thought-current That flourishes and thrives through enjoyment. 23
Oh Vira ! The Best and Greatest of men Bow I to thee with reverence deep Thy passage to the land of liberated is assured And Thou art the destroyer of all illusion Like an elephant destroying lotuses The last amongst the Kevalins17 And the best and greatest of men. 24
Oh Lord ! Look at this servant thine Sinking in the whirlpool of the mundane world Oh Lord ! Hasten to his rescue Who is an addict to all vices And overwhelmed through their ceaseless performance, And pull him up by the hand. 25
Oh Vira ! The uprooter of all doubts Like mighty wind uprooting all trees Uproot from my mind all sacrilegious distortions. And destroyer of all fallacies Like a mighty elephant destroying all lotuses Destroy all doubts and fallacies of my mind. Make it pure, engross it in thy thought And ever becoming effulgent in thy image divine.
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Oh Vira ! Wretched am I To roam in this world full of wrong deeds And misery unbound
17 One who had attained kevala-knowledge. Here it implies Tirthankaras.
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