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A woman touched with love enters but leaves, gives kisses but sheds dry tears—her divine grace unattainable even by penance.
What can help do for those lacking inner substance? Even in sandalwood forests, bamboo remains bamboo.
Advising hollow people is useless; bamboo never turns into sandalwood just by proximity.
A kingdom is held by honest, tested ministers, just like a building by strong pillars.
Even someone with essence leaves when need arises; else, how would the world understand such greatness?
Even if physical union starts, women hide their desire — eyes alone reveal the mutual secret.
Even a pearl, beautiful and soft, can bind when it enters secretly — metaphor for deceptive sweetness.
Poetic image of Śiva’s matted hair as a full ceremonial pot—carrying Ganga’s water and divine symbols, bringing liberation.
Death awaits all born beings, bringing constant sorrow — hence, the noble avoid worldly bondage.
Death is peace-giver, while women are like hidden dangers—fire, poison, sword—indicating extreme cautionary views.
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