lavilem dwaareem l Thyacha vela gela gaganavaree ll
Mogara phulala Mogara phulala l Phulem vemchitham athibharu kaliyamsee ala ll
Ivalesem ropa Manachiye gunthee gumphiyela shela l Baparakhumadevivaru Vittaleem arpila ll
Mavuli Gnaneshwar says, “I planted a sapling near the gate. It grew as a creeper and went up to the sky. In it blossomed Jasmine after Jasmine. After the flowers, there appeared more and more new buds also. I collected all of them, made into garland and offered it to Lord Vittal, my father and consort of Rakhumadevi”.
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