07/24/2025
✨The Companion in the Yogic Heart✨
The beloved companion stands within the heart—
she dwells not in temples of stone,
nor far away in heavenly skies,
nor bound in the pages of sacred books.
She abides where breath meets silence,
in the cave of the heart, still and eternal.
The outer eye cannot see her;
she reveals herself when desire dissolves.
She is the fire behind thought,
the light that glows within the breath,
the fragrance of awareness, untouched.
The Siddhar does not seek her—
he realizes her,
as the witness within,
the pulse of bliss in stillness.
She is the dancing Śakti.
She wears no form,
yet gives rise to all forms.
Toḻi—not deity, but Self’s own mirror.
She is not for prayer, but for love,
beyond all words, beyond this world.
She is the laughter within silence—
Tripura Sundarī of the heart—
not in bronze idols, nor in painted cloth,
but alive in the breath, as breath itself.
In the yogin’s heart-rhythm,
she is the flavor and fragrance of bliss.
-Siddhar Tirumūlar’s Tirumandiram