The smell of smell in participation,
In visitations by moondusk, by
Heat of sun, by heart of heart.
The breath of breath in the cave
Of cave, by heat of sun; lull in
Beat follows, should I ask now?
The cup of cull, rag of torn:
That too follows beat of beat; ask
Who but the full of red and dew?
Would a circling surface vulture know such depths of sky as the moon would know? would a weed on the riverbank know such depths of water as the lotus would know? would a fly darting nearby know the smell of Bowers as the bee would know? O lord white as jasmine only you would know the way of your devotees: how would these, these mosquitoes on the buffalo's hide? (Mahadeviyakka; translated by A.K. Ramanujan)