1002. O my Father in Naimiśāraṇyam! When the poor cried, “Just a little food, please!” I, a wretched soul, turned them away, not with silence, but with cruel words. I never once thought of the bitter fruits my sins would bring. But now I tremble, fearing the torment Yama’s fierce messengers bring, their harsh words, their violent ways. Shaken by this thought, I have come and surrendered at Your sacred feet.
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