Poem 14

ஓராதே அஞ்செழுத்தும் உன்னாதே பச்சிலையும்நேராதே நீரும் நிரப்பாதே யாராயோஎண்ணுவார் உள்ளத் திடைமருதர் பொற்பாதம்நண்ணுவாம் என்னுமது நாம்.

In plain words

We do not ponder. We do not think even of the five letters. We do not offer even green leaves. We do not fill even water. Who are we, then, that we say we shall reach the golden feet of the Lord of Iṭaimarutu, who is in the hearts of those who think on him?

Line by line

without pondering, without thinking even of the five letters, green leaves even without offering, water even without filling, being who of the Lord of Iṭaimarutu in the hearts of those who contemplate, the golden feet we shall reach, saying so, we.

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