In his preamble to this song, the illustrious Nampiḷḷai says: Seeing the Āzhvār comparing repeatedly the Lord’s eyes, lips, hands and feet to red lotus, some persons asked him why he went on repeating the same thing. The Āzhvār rejoined, “Well, I cannot help saying so, for every moment, down the days, months, years and a whole epoch, there is a freshness about Him, like
In the previous pāśuram, Śrī Nammāzhvār became utterly captivated, declaring that the Emperumān who had so graciously united with him possesses an unlimited and inexhaustible sweetness, an ambrosia to be savored every moment for all of eternity. Building upon this state of divine bliss, the great ācāryas elucidate the context for this subsequent verse. As explained