Arunachala-The abode of light

Accept my salutation,
Oh! Maharshi, and I wonder how thou were, 
Below this mountain, made the penance, 
Of silence!, 
so Powerful! than the cries of the,Warlord 
That fuel the struggle! 
The story of our very existence,
Indeed it's the mount of light!, 
And you are its Source! 
I think I could, a little soaked!
As I think for now I could behold,
Oh! Raman I seek more...