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In plain words
With a mind made wholly of you, in my heart I bow to Bhairava, the Lord who is the refuge of those who have no lord: he pervades every particular being, moving and unmoving; he is made of cit, one, endless, without beginning.
। ॥ १ ॥
With a mind made wholly of you, in my heart I bow to Bhairava, the Lord who is the refuge of those who have no lord: he pervades every particular being, moving and unmoving; he is made of cit, one, endless, without beginning.